Foxy tales

Well it’s been a hectic week again with lots of guests staying at our bed and breakfast accommodation. Some were new visitors who have now fallen in love with Exmoor promising to return again soon as they can. Other visitors have been several times before and have become firm friends. Sunshine was ordered and appeared for the week so everyone enjoyed Exmoor at its absolute best – beech trees, bluebells, blossom, fantastic wildlife, nesting swallows, wagtails and sparrows and that’s just in our garden!

We went out to eat at The Stags Head in Dunster with Julie and Helen and had a lovely evening – great food (although the conversation was a little ‘suspect’ at times)! Derek sent them on a new walk from Bury near Dulverton, up the river to Wimbleball Reservoir and then back over the top. Beautiful walk but as Julie pointed out – not quite such an easy walk for them as they were carrying a ton of photographic kit!

My sister Julie went to France for a few days and mum came to stay with us which was lovely – all the ironing was done, dinning room cleared each day, greenhouse tided, mending brought up to date, containers planted up etc etc. Not bad for a mum who was 86 today! Apart from all her help, it was great to have her company.

I took her for a ride around Exmoor yesterday and as we came down the lane from Luccombe there were 2 very small fox cubs playing in the road quite unperturbed by our car. They were so beautiful. A few days ago a fox was running in the field where Derek and I were walking and Derek made the noise of a rabbit. The fox stopped and then came straight towards us and then sat watching us for about 5 minutes before he ran off into the nearby woods.