Tonight, on our way home from work, we saw some ducks flying overhead and a fox seeking out where to make her new den. It seems A. and I aren't the only ones happy for the spring-like weather. It's too bad we will probably see three or four more good snow storms and cold snaps before spring is truly upon us.
I wish the fox would make her den nearer to our house than she does. I think she keeps the half a mile west of us that she does because there are fewer dogs running loose there. Many of our neighbors in that direction keep chickens and ducks and I am sure it tempts the fox to make her den near there. Unfortunately, many of those people would shoot her if they see her getting into their animals. She has been around for a few years now; I hope she manages to be here for a few more.
It is evenings like these that I am really glad we live north of town. That smell particular to Wyoming air was present tonight. It is my favorite smell.