Ms Vixen Sings A Song .

* A few of my favourite things in France .[ apologies to Julie Andrews]

Partridge a wandering , all over the roads ,

Lizards that dart in front of your toes ,

Horses and herons to name but two

Then don't forget those shy coypu .

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Bats at sundown a flitting through trees

Frogs croaky chorus broadcast on the breeze

Hedgehogs that stumble across your path

Hares making yet another mad dash

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Lot's of donkeys ,lot's of cows ,many bright wild flowers

With so much to see in any one day..

There simply aren't enough hours .

Hardly a master work I know ... But truly this place is very much 'alive .' The cats in the collage are ferrel .Each day there are numerous birds of prey to be seen , but my tiny camera can't do justice to such . At sundown, bats flit amongst the trees then suddenly swoop around in circles. They, like the hedgehog , who trundle along in the dark are very difficult on capture on disc . I haven't given up though !