“Goooooood Moooooor-ning!” Thalia calls through the glass. “What do rabbits create that nothing else in the world does?” Henny’s rash of rabbit-related-stop-and-stares this time of year exercises Nia’s patience. Delight hands Calliope a dance card. “Oh! I know this one… BABY BUNNIES!”
“What do rabbits create that nothing else in the world does?” I was thinking bunny poop, but Cal’s is good, too! 🙂
I was looking at the photo and thinking, “Not gonna work, the box needs to be open side down to twap da wabbit.” (Yes, I did watch Loony Tunes cartoons Saturday mornings growing up... why?)
A bit ago I sensed your keyboard clacking! Deftly drafted, proofed, and dispatched!
Is the feeder closer to the photographer than the bunny? I considered that the bunny had clean up duty on stray seeds, avoiding the accidental planting of sunflowers in the cracks. Bunny being its best self.
The quote by Steven Magee brought to mind murmurations of birds. We can certainly observe but not follow them. What about a Super Bowl stadium filled to capacity? Can we emotionally connecticate with the crowd? What about with the fans of our team’s opponent?
I’ll gladly settle for hanging out with the bunny! Occasionally a peanut or two ends up in the bird feed! Joy!! 🙃
Hmmm… I just read a fiction piece this morning that talked about a man’s emotional connection at a concert. With the music Is what I inferred. Perhaps with the musician, too? I keep learning more and more about what a powerful force music is!
And books! I have been so touched/affected/changed by books and stories… even though I’ve no other connection to the author. 🤷♀️
“What do rabbits create that nothing else in the world does?” I was thinking bunny poop, but Cal’s is good, too! 🙂
I was looking at the photo and thinking, “Not gonna work, the box needs to be open side down to twap da wabbit.” (Yes, I did watch Loony Tunes cartoons Saturday mornings growing up... why?)
You don’t think the rabbit will hop up right into the bird feeder? 😂
Wascally wabbit!
A bit ago I sensed your keyboard clacking! Deftly drafted, proofed, and dispatched!
Is the feeder closer to the photographer than the bunny? I considered that the bunny had clean up duty on stray seeds, avoiding the accidental planting of sunflowers in the cracks. Bunny being its best self.
The quote by Steven Magee brought to mind murmurations of birds. We can certainly observe but not follow them. What about a Super Bowl stadium filled to capacity? Can we emotionally connecticate with the crowd? What about with the fans of our team’s opponent?
I’ll gladly settle for hanging out with the bunny! Occasionally a peanut or two ends up in the bird feed! Joy!! 🙃
Yes. Feeder is closer.
Hmmm… I just read a fiction piece this morning that talked about a man’s emotional connection at a concert. With the music Is what I inferred. Perhaps with the musician, too? I keep learning more and more about what a powerful force music is!
And books! I have been so touched/affected/changed by books and stories… even though I’ve no other connection to the author. 🤷♀️