Posts Tagged ‘rabbits’

Although it makes for adorable photos, little rabbits shouldn’t let people get so close to them. After taking this shot, I startled the little one away, hoping to make it not hang around so long in the future.  It’s the time of year for young things and I’ve seen goslings (already past the cute stage and rather big) and ducklings (almost never past the cute stage and much more shy than geese and offspring.)  But bunnies are about my favorite, I think.

There aren’t just flowers in the park, there are also the natives.  On the morning of all the flowers, there was a plethora of rabbits as well.  This one was eating, but you can bet his/her little eye is well-fixed on me.  🙂

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On Patrol

Posted: April 14, 2015 in Nature, Poetry
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He lies, 
     the fat, brown rabbit,
motionless on the warm, dark earth,
apparently mounting surveillance  
    on our neighbor’s deck across the yard.
His camouflage fur
   (better than any man-made camo)
conceals flawlessly.
White tail hidden,
only one twitching ear betrays.

Next time I look,
he’s gone, 
undoubtedly on a foraging mission.


Rabbit-dashery

Posted: February 2, 2014 in Animals, Nature, Writing
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The sky darkens, thunder rolls.  Rain engages in dance with giant hosta leaves.  The brown rabbit sits motionless in the yard, ears at alert, eyes watching me at the window.  Dinner interrupted.  He (or perhaps she– how can I tell?) is still there when I put the blinds down against the oncoming dark, crouched in the middle of a island of dark green hues and various textures.

A few days ago, this same rabbit and three siblings, (friends?), frolicked outside the kitchen window, leaping and twisting madly in the air.  Perhaps there’s rabbit-nip somewhere hidden in the bushes.  They look soft and adorable with puffball tails, but their idea of a gourmet snack includes edible flowers…mine.  A lovely little enclave of colors I had planted where the corner of the driveway intersected the lawn evidently appears to them to be a sushi bar.  They seem to choose by color.  All the small red flowers disappeared over the course of several nights.  Eventually they moved on to other raw bars and natural foods restaurants and my flowers cautiously bloomed again.

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The sky darkens, thunder rolls. Rain engages in dance with giant hosta leaves. The brown rabbit sits motionless in the yard, ears at alert, eyes watching me at the window. Dinner interrupted. He (or perhaps she– how can I tell?) is still there when I put the blinds down against the oncoming dark, crouched in the middle of a island of dark green hues and various textures.

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A few days ago, this same rabbit and three siblings, (friends?), frolicked outside the kitchen window, leaping and twisting madly in the air. Perhaps there’s rabbit-nip somewhere hidden in the bushes. They look soft and adorable with puffball tails, but their idea of a gourmet snack includes edible flowers…mine. A lovely little enclave of colors I had planted where the corner of the driveway intersected the lawn evidently appears to them to be a sushi bar. They seem to choose by color. All the small red flowers disappeared over the course of several nights. Eventually they moved on to other raw bars and natural foods restaurants and my flowers cautiously bloomed again.

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