The old love affair with sweet little bunnies continues. . . . .the enjoyment of
watching them hippity hopping through the garden, but despising them for all the
nibbling of the fresh green, crisp plants popping up everywhere during this
rampant growing season. Is this a 'Peter Rabbit Syndrome' perchance?
Yesterday, in the cool of the early morning, I was outside armed with my trowel,
hoisting bags of soil, potting up the plants I purchased on Sunday.
Who in their right mind goes to the garden center on Sunday afternoon in
broiling 97F (36C) temperatures?
I thought I was going to die out there - racing through the place grabbing plants
willynilly, not knowing who was wilting most, them or me.
Knowing I'll not be doing much in the garden for a couple of weeks - no heavy
lifting after this surgery - I had to get this done. Late for me to be potting but
just couldn't leave on the Ireland trip and expect neighbors to do so much watering.
Hopefully I'll be able to lift a camera in the coming weeks - then I'll show you
more of the garden - if the rabbits haven't eaten it!
Off he went eventually, but in no hurry - in fact he stared me down for
about 10 minutes before deciding to move on. Wasn't until I looked at my pix on
the computer that I noticed my stone rabbit in this shot as the little white bobtail
hopped away under the car. . . . . .headed to have a nibble at my
neighbors' plants I'm sure!
Many, many thanks to all of you who have wished me well for my
surgery tomorrow, I so appreciate your kind and loving words and
I'll be back here soon - hopefully enjoying being a bit lazy for a while
as I recuperate - and catching up with everyone again.