All of a sudden a big hawk swooped toward the patio eating area of the Crystal Lake Country Club last night.
“A hawk,” I said too loudly.
The young people at the table next to us looked up.
One saw something and spread the word to the others.
Standing up, I saw over the hedge this teenage fox.
Not a newborn, but not full grown either.
I changed lenses on my camera.
Our waitress said he would have come up on the patio, if the kids had not been making so much noise.
This probably was not the fox who did a balancing act on our home’s fence earlier this summer.