Latest story for my #futurelearn course

The next story for my futurelearn course:

Katie had just locked her car when the fox surprised her. As it flashed past her she caught her breath, watching him leap over fences as he ran through the front gardens of the houses in her street.

He then dissapeared up an alleyway half way down the road. Breathing again, she felt a flush of joy having seen the animal.

Moving to the city had been so much harder than she expected. Her job was great, how could she fault being artist in residence at the largest library and community centre for miles around.

But the concrete jungle was getting her down. It had only been six months since she had moved from the wide open spaces of the East. 

There she could stand in the noisey silence of the early morning, the dome of the sky above her and the resident sparrows in nearby trees would swing from branches and chatter to one another. 

Now all she had was a little slice if sky from her dorma window and the constant rumble of humanity en mass.

Later in the day she met Lucy for coffee and recounted her meeting with the fox. Lucy paused, pushing back her 1980’s peroxide fringe and sitting back in her chair. She studied Katie for a moment, taking in her classic talored trousers and crew neck top. She noticed that in spite of an expensive bob hair cut and perfect natural makeup, she looked soul-tired.

“You know, there is more nature in the city than you might imagine. I think it’s time you but your artist sensibilities to it”.

Katie put her coffee down “what do you mean?”

“Well, if I were a photography student and I only took photos of what you have described the city to be, what would you say to me?”

“I’d tell you to change your perspective, to look big, look small, look sideways…”

“Well then my friend, time to go do that”.

So she did. Suddenly a new world opened up to Katie. From tiny flowers pushing the vaement aside, ferns and lichen reclaiming walls, silly pigeons making eyes at one another on rooftops and clouds of starlings in the evening, there was more life in the city than she could have imagined.

And of course, there was the fox in her street – home had come to her.

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