A diary of back garden botany, urban ecology, rural rambles and field trips to the middle of nowhere...
Thursday, 24 October 2019
One of the local foxes was out and about when I was doing a spot of gardening. It trotted past me several times as it wandered back and forth. It seems remarkable in evolutionary terms that foxes were wary of humans since time immemorial and yet in the space of a decade or two have lost all fear.
Well, in the city at least. You rarely spot one in the countryside and no doubt they still maintain a healthy respect for the farmer's gun. I would think they exist in far greater numbers in urban areas than in rural ones (another very rapid evolutionary change). I first started seeing foxes in central London in the 90s and they looked pretty mangy and scrawny. Nowadays they're sleek and healthy; city living is obviously agreeing with them.