From the Forest

She shaded her eyes with one hand, searching for signs of movement.

"Do you see it?" Whispered excitement. His words, so near her ear, made her smile.

"Nope. Where?"

He moved, stood behind her and pointed. Following the trail from his fingertip, she looked, straining her eyes.

"Oh!" Success!

Chuckling softly, he pulled her close. They watched, lost in the magic of the moment.

"Do you think it's the same one we see every year?" she asked.

"I don't see why it wouldn't be. I wondered if they'd be around this year, after the harsh winter we had." He shrugged, pulling her still closer against his side. "I guess they did all right."

"I guess we all did." She said a silent prayer of thanks. Then, "So, how long do you think it'll be? You know, before the babies come?"

"Not long. We'll have baby foxes before you know it."

Life on the farm...who could ask for anything more?