I live in a residential neighborhood and didn't know there were any foxes in the area.
I was quite surprised that 2 adult and 2 much smaller younger foxes came to my deck for a drink of water and to eat berries off the vines.
After that we drove about an hour east to Wilber's Barbecue for lunch.
I would have been much less surprised if there were foxes in the rural areas we drove through than to have them arrive on my deck like they did.
Although I imagine the farmers wouldn't have been as pleased to see the foxes as I was.
This was my first time eating at Wilber's barbecue. We usually stop at a place a little further southeast on the way to the beach for barbecue.
Bill had read an article about an older man who has been the cook at Wilber's for a long time and was going to retire soon.
He suggested we drive to Goldsboro to eat there Saturday before the cook retired.
It was definitely a busy place between the vegetable stand out front and the restaurant inside.
The cook uses a slow cooking method out back over oak wood embers.
In the back of the parking lot there was a large cornfield.
At the far end of the parking lot there was a large flower stand.