This year I spent time searching the road and yard and trees for glimpses of the foxes
twice I saw a large fox standing quite close to the house, across the alley behind, at the edge of the grass. once I saw what looked like two fox pups, chasing a skunk over the awful cement barriers of the parking lot where students practice driving.
Most glimpses were an accident.
Many times I waited, watching, and saw nothing. Many times I failed to wait or watch, while they hunted.
Many times I'll think at 4 am, are they well, will they return, in summer?