First day of Summer-One bunny's opinion

The first evening of summer, Mr. Bunny enjoys some clover while taking in the perfume of the season's first Brugmansia blooms.

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Mr. Bunny does not like the noise the camera makes, but he is itchy. And right now, that is more important.

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After a good, hearty scritch, he tries to make a break for it.

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Horror washes over Mr. Bunny's face as he realizes he does not have his truck keys.

He uses his only defense- go tharn.

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Lucie watches all of this from the window. She takes a moment to ponder whether or not she would actually eat Mr. Bunny after she killed him.

Mr. Harvester watches this from the side.

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But she is also itchy. And right now, that is more important.

Mr. Harvester is grossed out.
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A few weeks ago, someone attacked one of my big Maple trees.


The prevailing opinion by visitors has been that it was a bear.


But tiny claw marks indicate a smaller culprit. The best story I can come up with is that Pat was in town the previous evening. He and some friends came over to my house to hang out and drink lots and lots of beer. We went to bed that night with a few not-so-dead soldiers on the picnic table.

I'm pretty sure some raccoons came down, got drunk on the rest of our beer and picked a fight with the tree. I hope they lost, 'cuz the tree took lots of damage.


Or maybe he was just digging for bugs under the bark.

Either way, What a dick!

I've placed a temporary guard over it, with minor booby traps.

And I now see evidence of this happening in the past.

And now, the days grow shorter.

~Jimm