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Cute Fox Review

I’ve been asked to come up with a red fox exhibit, so I’ve been digging back through the archives to see what I can come up with. Here are a few of my favorites.

This next weekend, November 22-24, I’ll be at the 802 Arts House Celebrate Vermont Art Show at the Doubletree in Burlington, VT. I’ll have lots of prints, note cards and calendars. Stop by and say hello. All the show details here: https://www.starbirdevents.com/celebrate-vermont.

My 2025 New England Wildlife Calendar is still available. You can order them on my site www.IanClark.com.

On to the foxes. I think some of the first professional level wildlife photos I took were of a fox den in Swiftwater, NH, back in 2013. A friend found a den and tipped me off. I was able to set up my blind and watched the family for about 25 hours over several mornings. And I was hooked. Fox kits are just too cute to ignore.

I’d seen the kits out and about before I set up my blind. After getting installed in the blind, I had about 45 minutes of anxious waiting to see if they’re reappear. This guy eventually came out and posed.

Soon three more kits appeared and started interacting.

Interacting the way siblings of all species interact….

Boop!

Thwack!

Mom appeared to deliver breakfast. Mom could hear my shutter and gave me a hard look before deciding I was not a threat.

A few years later, a friend told me she had kits living under her barn. She’d been watching them for a time, often from a lawn chair not far from the barn. When I showed up to photograph them, they watched me set up my blind before going about their business. I pretended to hide, they pretended not to see me.


My first couple of trips to visit them, they didn’t do much playing. They spent a lot of time sunning near the barn and occasionally chasing small things I couldn’t see.
This guy had a tail to tell…


Eventually, they got around to playing.

I’m bigger than you!

No you’re not! And I’m gonna chomp you!

Oh! That’s a takedown!

The next den I found was in a busy park, not far from a well-traveled path. The first couple trips, I took my blind. After watching people walking their dogs between me and the kits – without the kits reacting – I decided I could skip the blind.

This den was hard to photograph. There was a lot of brush around the entrance, and the kits liked to run down the bank on the far side of the hole. I’d been watching the den something like 60 hours before I got them to pose nicely.

The next year, a friend told me the vixen had moved the den. She was being seen regularly, but I needed to search to find the den. After a couple afternoons watching and searching, I found the den. About an hour before sunup the next morning, I set up the blind, cut some brush to further hide me and settled in to wait. About 45 minutes later, Mom returned from her errands, trotted right past the den and came up to inspect me. Good thing I hid. She decided I was uninteresting and went on about her business.

This past spring, a friend found me a den in a cow pasture. There were five kits that were happy to romp in the pasture while I watched.

Exploring near the den.

Learning what is edible and what isn’t.

Watching crows fly past. All very cute, but I was still waiting for the wrestling to break out.

Got your nose!

Fierce foxes fighting ferociously!

I hear there are several snow owls that have been spotted in New England. I’ll be out looking for them after I get past the show next weekend. Happy Thanksgiving!

Loon Chicks Have Arrived

Two of our loon families – the Westons and Middletons have hatched two chicks. I’ve been out to see how they, and their neighbors are doing.

The Tenney Memorial Library will host me this Sunday, June 23, at 2:00 p.m. for my slideshow, An Uncommon Look at the Common Loon. Free and everyone welcome.

I left a game camera looking out my blind by one of the fox dens. Here’s a minute of foxes big and small coming and going.

A neighbor told me he has a whippoorwill stopping by late every evening and early every morning. I sat out by his garden and got a good listen to the whippoorwill. Unfortunately, it was too dark to see him. So far, he’s eluded my game cameras. My consolation prize was a pair of bobolinks:

Mr. bobolink looking dapper as he looks over his territory.
Mrs. bobolink stopped by for a time.

A friend on the Weston’s pond messaged me on the 13th, telling me they’d seen a chick. I headed up to visit that evening.

I quickly found the babysitting loon with a chick riding along.
The chick riding in sight climbed off and was swimming along the far side of the parent when the parent lifted a wing to let me see they had a second chick.
The other parent returned to the cove where the family was waiting, the family headed to greet him(?).
Little loons face big challenges – like powering over those pesky lily pads.
The parents set to feeding the chicks. After several small meals, one of the adults arrived with this crayfish. Both chicks tried to get it down, but couldn’t. It looks to me like our parent is checking the fit. Apparently realizing the crayfish was too big, the adult ate it.
One of the parents gave a nice wing stretch as I was getting ready to head in.

By the 16th, the Middletons were in the window for the chicks to hatch. I headed over early, in heavy fog. It was a fine 36° when I put in. Heavy fog made it hard to find the loons.

After a bit of searching, a parent went by carrying a meal, I knew that at least one chick had hatched. I never saw the nest after they started sitting on the first egg, so I was curious to see if they’d had a second. Soon I found the other parent with a chick onboard. I floated in the fog for about 40 minutes before a second chick popped up from under a wing.
The parents took the chicks into one of the coves to give the chicks second breakfasts. The problem with second breakfasts for little chicks is that it seems to make them hungry for brunch… The sun was coming up and most of the pond was nicely lit with wisps of fog. Our family stayed determinedly stayed about 10′ into the shadows.


Second breakfast came to an end, one parent packed the chicks aboard, the other took a chance to stretch before heading across the pond to serve brunch.


Along the way, the parents traded babysitting duty and the other adult had a chance to stretch.
Now in nice sunlight, the parents got back to work feeding the chicks.

A quick reminder about photographing chicks – give them their space. I’m using a long lens – something like a 20x scope and these images are heavily cropped.


This side of the pond seemed a good place to catch fingerling bass for the chicks.


Both parents kept busy delivering food.
One of the chicks seems to want to skip the whole chick business and get right on being a big loon. He stretched his wings several times.
Give it time, little one….
And made a couple of impressive dives – this time he stayed under for the better part of three seconds – excellent for a little chick.


Waiting for the parents to retrieve the next course.
Looking hopeful when a parent returns.
A chick’s eye view of a meal being delivered.

Early on the 18th, I headed up to check on the Westons. It was 74° when I put in, almost 40° difference in two days.

There was sad news when I got out on the pond.

I could find only one parent and one chick. After a few minutes, a second adult flew in. The adult on the pond objected and challenged the intruder. Off and on all morning, they chased each other across the pond. Eventually our parent yodeled at the other loon, telling us he’s the male.
Another shot of a loon wing rowing across the pond – a sign of aggression.
One of the adults started hiding close in behind my kayak. The intruder was still on the pond when I left.
There was other activity on the pond. Here a doe stopped by for a drink and a snack of reeds.
A merganser and her duckling paraded by.
There were several beaver pups out on the pond. They’re just a bit bigger than guinea pigs and found the unopened water lily flowers tasty.

I went back up to the pond on the 19th, on a very hot and hazy morning.

Sadly, just dad and the chick were on the pond. Another loon flew over calling, but continued on. It seems unlikely that mom voluntarily left the pond with chicks this young, I fear the worst.
There was an eastern kingbird sitting and watching for some time. I suspected there was a nest nearby.
After a time, a second kingbird appeared with a dragonfly and I was able to spot the nest. I’ve seen several nests in these trees (cedar?) but never noticed how well the chick’s mouth blends in with the pinecones.
And, I’m busy printing new images for the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen’s Fair. It opens in Sunapee, NH, on August 3rd.

Red Fox Kits

Friends in West Newbury helped me locate two red fox dens. One has four kits, the other five. All of the foxes look healthy with beautiful coats. And fox kits are just darned cute.

I’ll be giving my slideshow, An Uncommon Look at the Common Loon, twice in the near future. The first will be at the Lyme, NH, School at 7:00 p.m. on Thursday, May 30th. The second presentation will be at the Tenney Memorial Library in Newbury, VT, at 2:00 p.m. on Sunday June 23.

I’ll have another post with updates on the loons and their neighbors shortly. The Westons are sitting on their nest, we know they have at least one egg. The Middletons are building their nest, should lay their eggs any day now. The road to the Eastons has been repaired, I’ll get up to visit them as soon as I can.

Finding a fox den is a treat. But it means long hours in a blind waiting for the action. When I found the first den, I set up a blind and several game cameras to let me know what was up. The first morning it wasn’t raining, I snuck into the blind before dawn. And waited. Eventually, the kits appeared.

This cute little guy came out to enjoy a snooze in the sunshine.

Eventually, the siblings came out and spent time exploring around the den. And biting each other’s tails.

After a time, mom showed up and the kits eagerly nursed. Mom has the patience of a saint, the kits were squirming and kicking, trying to displace the others.


A good look at mom with one of her kits. Pretty sure she’s spotted me.

The second den is in a cow pasture. It looks like mom took over a woodchuck hole and enlarged it. Here two kits sit not far from the entrance to the den.

Kits spend a lot of time playing. The play helps them develop skills they’ll need as adults. They spend time stalking each other and pouncing. They’ll often wrestle. good practice for subduing prey and defending themselves. And it is just fun to watch. With five kits in the tall grass, it was hard to keep up with what was going on. They’d appear from behind the grass at a dead run, then disappear. While they were wrestling, I’d often get a view of just a paw or maybe some ears above the grass before they’d disappear again.

Lots of teeth and play biting, but no one gets hurt.

Looks like we have a winner for this round.

When they’re not sleeping or playing, they spend time watching the world, learning what is a threat and what could be the next meal.

Red fox kits
Foxes have to be wary of threats from above. These kits are getting big enough that they’re probably safe from hawks and eagles. But nature doesn’t favor those that take chances. And, a bird landing nearby would make a nice meal.

Red fox kit
One of the entrances to the den is near the base of this post.

Red fox kits
Exploring the bush near the den.

Red fox kits
Chomping the bush…

Red fox kits
A cute moment as two kits size each other up.

Here’s one kit stalking another…

And the fight is on!


Red fox kits
A good view of two of the kits wrestling.

Red fox kits
Got your nose!

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