Hungry like the ... fox?

I had to go with the fox. She wandered up the field from the Severn riverbank, wet and perhaps a little underfed. I was watching a couple of argumentative cranes out on the wetlands, but already realising they were too far away to be clear. Worth an extra though...

The rattle of the shutter spooked the fox, and she high tailed it back into the long grass. I turned away to find the female kingfisher sat on a stump and grabbed a shot through rain-dropped window glass just before she flew into her hole. all told, not a bad day's clicking.