As I approached Battery Point in the half light just before dawn I saw the outline of a fox skulking away. He was silhouetted against the channel on the brow of the hill and an alarmed blackbird announced his presence from a nearby bench.
The fox paused when he saw me and than disappeared into the tangle of the wind swept hedgerow along the cliff edge.
I continued down to the lighthouse where I spotted a hen mallard on the rocks below. She sat motionless amongst the seaweed clad rocks for a very long while before two ducklings suddenly scrambled out from beneath her.
It made me wonder whether she had escaped the attention of the fox that morning or maybe she had started the morning with a larger brood and the fox had breakfasted on ducklings? Who knows but for now she and her two offspring were safe.
Ducklings naturally take cover under their mum’s protective wings where she can accommodate even a large brood of several without squashing them when she sits down. Must be cosy under there!
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