It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the brown
bunny that has been wont to trot across my back yard of a morning or afternoon
(one direction in the ack-emma, the reverse in the pip-emma). Last sighting was
sometime in the Fall—actually, in the dark, early one morning on my way to work,
at first a flash of iridescent eyes in my headlights, then a shadow flitting
into the shrubs.
It’s been a very cold winter, and I was a
little concerned. This bunny is not the Peter Cottontail version, all plump
curves. No, this is the lean-and-hungry Cassius rabbit. Viz. this video of him
enjoying a bit of apple from last year:
So you’ll understand that I’ve been worried
that the little lagomorph might not have enough inner resources to make it
through the waterpipe-freezingly cold months.
Imagine, then, my surprise and happiness yesterday
afternoon, when I looked up from some writing and saw my brown buddy nosing
about some apple peels I’d tossed out before it snowed on Saturday. (Listen—used
coffee grounds, vegetable parings, peels—they’re part of my proto-attempt at amending
soil that doesn’t appear to have been touched since the Pleistocene Era.)
He made it through the winter, and even looks a
little curvy.
And that’s what I’m grateful for today.
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