Earlier today I was watching moorhens coming in and out of the water at the Botanic Garden. They were practically at my feet and not taking much if any notice of me. Later on Mark and I saw a fox, and again it didn’t take much notice of us although we were just ten feet from it.
I can’t show you exactly how it was, but maybe these photos will give you an idea.
And I was thinking how different it was when I lived in the countryside. Then it hit me that the reason was that the animals then had reason to be afraid of the farmers and the people who booked days to shoot pheasants.
Here at the Botanic Garden the animals know they are on safe ground.