Walking in Larkey Valley Wood, I saw a fox crossing my path, stop and wait. Waited long enough for a few photos, then turned and loped off.
Only when I developed the pictures did I see a rabbit, motionless for the few seconds that stood between us, the same position in all of the shots.
A little like the strategies in Watership Down - playing off enemies against each other. The hombre would not chase it, because of the presence of man.
Lydden still holds deep snow, explaining why travel on Wednesday and Thursday was so difficult. The views were more like theDales than East Kent.
Sheep feed on whatever the farmers have left in barns as this surprising winter drags on. But what is this we see?