Cold, Late February Emergence…
It was approaching dusk. And cold.
Morsels of food for the badger community
Had been strewn about with alacrity,
Amongst leaves of tarnished gold.
Light was fading quickly, as the chill
Enshrouded the impending night,
Until, to my utter surprise and thrill,
Two hesitant badgers emerged, copse right.
They fed with relish, though nervously
Casting glances my way, downwind,
Until one of the pair stalked cautiously
From behind a mature tree, its foliage thinned…
And it stood its ground, stealthy and staring,
Before slipping inside a sett and disappearing…
Pete Ray
28th February 2023
Took and scattered victuals for the badger clan but on a cold late February evening, I could not have hoped to see any clan members emerge from beneath the ground…
Two did, delightfully…
