Goodbye Winter, Goodbye Bunny
Today is summer. It is 80 degrees and the daffodils and hyacinths all fainted. I don’t know what happened to my tulips. Was it too cold, or did a gopher eat them?
I was weeding the parking strip when my 86 year old neighbor Bill wandered over.
We chatted about his lawn mower (the hubby delivered and picked it up for him at local small engine repair shop.) I learned that Allie, his dog, would have an afternoon bath. He commiserated with me over the resilient grass and weeds that I was digging from the gravel.
He always has something to share with me, but this morning it was my turn to show him so
mething.
I took him into the back yard where a wide circle of rabbit fur indicated the last moments of one of our little cotton-tailed friends. I was hoping it wasn’t the work of our cats. The Contessa has no claws but L-G (Little Girl) is fully loaded and has a history of living outdoors.
No body parts were left behind so we concluded that it was the work of a hawk or another wild animal.
“I had some company this morning,” he announced. I’d seen the two unfamiliar cars out there earlier.
“There were five of my former students that stopped to see me,” he smiled, and told me their names.
“I told them they should take some flowers to their mother, and so those boys picked a big bouquet of daffodils.”
He was proud; pleased that they had taken time to come visit him on a Saturday morning, and pleasured that they enjoyed his early blooms.I, however, was amused that he still calls his former students,these men in their sixties, boys.
Look! You can just see the snow melting!!
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That was really a bunny?! Ewwwe. We had something like that in our yard this morning, but it was the stuffing from the edge of the trampoline. Apparently some squirrel or bird needed it for a nest.
I can't believe that's RABBIT fur! Poor little Peter! Yeowch!
Beautiful weather you're having today and lovely pictures.
Beautiful weather you're having today and lovely pictures.
Poor little bunny. I don't think our Vincent could ever hope to run fast enough to catch one, but a hawk sounds like a real possibility.
xo
OK. You'll hate me, but I don't remember the outcome, except I clearly remember NOT seeing a dead baby chick. Ha. So it probably lived.
You have California weather today. We were at 97 this afternoon!
You must have gotten some of the same weather we did here in western Oregon...gorgeous and high 70's! (But I hear it's back to 50's and rain by Monday! Boohoo!)
I've posted Part 2 of the road trip...:)
Have a blessed Sunday!
~Tammy
love the view in the last photo, to see that daily would give me juch contentment
That is funny that your neighbor still calls men in their 60s boys. We often see people who knew my husband when he was a toddler. I guess he was a kid everyone remembers because he was rather rambunctious. They always shake their heads and say, "Little Danny _____, why I remember when you were knee high to a grasshopper." But then, I've done the same thing myself seeing kids I knew all grown up. It's hard to believe so much time has passed, especially if you weren't around to watch them grow older.
I don't know if I will get back to the mall to check on the goose. I will look up how long it takes to hatch the eggs and call the store to see if anyone has a report if I can't go myself.
Did I write about the stupid hike in property taxes? I don't remember that, but it's possible. I sure would like to know how our house increased so much in value last year when it still is not finished and the housing market is in such a slump.
poor bunny! methinks it wasnt a puddy cat.
you can see the mountains from your house?!?!?!?!?!
oh, I am soooooooooooooooo envious of you Pamela
Poor little rabbit!