I'd been assigned a new book of work at my job.. the sun had just started to crest the hills, it was summer so it tended to be up around the time i began.
I start hiking to a few gas lines I gotta check when i notice a few rustling shrubs down a loooooong driveway. This isn't a thoroughly wooded part of New Jersey, you can see the New York skyline from the toppa the hill, but there was enough coverage to permit this:
out of the shrubs frolicked, FROLICKED I tell you, three fox kits! My approach had spooked em a bit and they decided to tumble on down the driveway I was walking down.
The one of em sits and watches at the other end though, tilting its head with that adorable mix of curiosity and wariness, and leaves by the time I'm done checking the gas.
I felt, and still feel, like I was touched by MAGIC that day.