#DailyNature

5.
Shrewsbury broadleaves saunter in dusk. Clatters and scuffs call my eyes to the canal bank. Scampering, is a humbug face with a wiry peppered fleece.

Magical

I say it aloud, the copse grins as if approving - summons another mustelid. Two badgers at once, after 34 years of waiting.