I can't sleep…
hello friends, wally here. dad told me the easter bunny was coming this weekend. i had no idea it was so small, and that it made funny noises. dad made me wait to say hello, its so hard to wait. and then dad said i mauled the poor thing but what did he expect me to do with bunnies with his show quality dog training demanding that I hunt down vermin. my bff sully is over this weekend so i don’t have a lot of time to chat. have a great weekend.
Your Rabbit-Hunter Wally.
When an animal, a rabbit, say, beds down in a protecting fencerow, the weight and warmth of his curled body leaves a mirroring mark upon the ground. The grasses often appear to have been woven into a birdlike nest, and perhaps were indeed caught and pulled around by the delicate claws as he turned in a circle before subsiding into rest. This soft bowl in the grasses, this body-formed evidence of hare, has a name, an obsolete but beautiful word: meuse. (Enticingly close to Muse, daughter of Memory, and source of inspiration.) Each of us leaves evidence on the earth that in various ways bears our form.
~ Sally Mann, from Hold Still: A Memoir with Photographs
Notes: Photo: Merry Magpie Farm. Quote: Brainpickings
…you just need to hug a giant bunny.
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