Barely taller than the Bluebells themselves, three fox cubs play while their mother watches over them.
I slowly creep closer until I’m hiding behind a tree trunk that conveniently splits into two giving me an ideal viewing point.
After my last blog about the different calls the Vixen uses when around her cubs I was really excited to finally find the whole family.
I left the trail camera down over night which kindly had the lens washed by one of the cubs.
I’m really looking forward to watching these cubs grow up