Still summer. Still hot, daubing subtropical hues at dawn.
The river banks are green, but that cannot be said of the wider countryside, which is tawny, flat and thirsty. Not unlike the rabbit’s native range in Spain and France, I suppose.
They seem at peace with it, but other mammals are struggling. Moles and badgers need earthworms, which will now be far underground. Foxes, too, feast on them, but they will adapt to alternatives if any are available. It is unclear what the drought will do to the autumn fruiting season for blackberries, cherries and hazel, but this urban fox – photographed by my brother – appears to be dreaming of an upcoming feast.
There is still water: dewdrops at dawn.
And even a little frost, if you let your imagination run through the seedheads.
But mostly, it is dry, hazy and hot. Hopefully next week’s forecast of rain will come true.
A Walk with Wildlife 
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