Hearthwood Dome

jean and the kids saw our three fox kits the other day and I was fortunate enough to see them Friday night. I was walking with a scotch down to the end of the drive late that night, and heard them skittering around in the underbrush. I stayed still for just a minute and they came out again, playing around within five feet of me. Their playful romping, the pungent odor from flowering trees and the warm spring evening, punctuated by the murmuring stream and cheerful frogs make Hearthwood a good place to be in Spring. Cheers.