Eaten by foxes

24 June. While I was enjoying the walking meditation exploration we had had a plan of activities for the others. In reality Jon got very little spoon carving done. Why? Well the children found a paw print in the mud and came to the conclusion it was a fox paw print. As time drew on and I didn't come back Rowan came to the conclusion that I had been eaten by foxes and wanted to look for me. When I arrived back, emerging through the trees, I was met with very gleeful joy. Rosie had done some sketching of a tree and some weaving. Jon had done a fair bit of chasing and reassuring Rowan. Thank goodness I hadn't been eaten by foxes. PS we have since discussed the types of animals foxes do and don't eat :) PPS the first picture was me trying to get a photo a grasshopper. We could hear many and saw one sitting in the grass. We have looked at the pic for ages and can't spot them! Maybe excellent camouflage or maybe it's just behind the grass in the foreground!