As we move into middle Autumn, mid-October in central, Pennsylvania the season of fruition appears---the rabbits' appetite grows sharper with the morning temperatures in the high '30s.
What wonderful beautiful days God gives---it is as if the "lateness" of history renders the particular manifestations of beauty even more magnificent! As I see the sun setting on the West, I sense that the scintillation and spectral shading is sharper, and even denser as the days grow nigh.
Please do not try to tell me that the rabbits do not see God's world and perceive the Autumn beauty---they do and it is delightful to see their fur bristle when the wind kicks up and the clattering leaves fly to and fro around the corral. A yearling lop buck kicked up a storm today, and Silvio pounced upon him and they locked up in a territorial battle. Such deft leaps and kicks from mid-air! I guess rabbits possess black belt capacities in Karate and kung fu----instinctually.
Please do not try to tell me that the rabbits do not see God's world and perceive the Autumn beauty---they do and it is delightful to see their fur bristle when the wind kicks up and the clattering leaves fly to and fro around the corral. A yearling lop buck kicked up a storm today, and Silvio pounced upon him and they locked up in a territorial battle. Such deft leaps and kicks from mid-air! I guess rabbits possess black belt capacities in Karate and kung fu----instinctually.
Currently at Tiptoplops: Frosty (3 year old lop doe) is nursing three kits (another frosty, black and a new coat we have not seen at Tiptoplops). These bunny kits were born with fur, unlike the little newborn kit I tried to rescure and nourish after his mother (Prince Cookie) abandoned him and his three siblings. She simply scattered them and yet left the newborn orphan (Ali AlBoulah) to my care. He survived perhaps a half day past 48 hours, I think from inhaling the formula I administered. Long story short, when I saw Frosty's kits on their first day, and realized how full their fur coats were the thought occurred to me that Ali and his siblings were born prematurely, which would account for Prince Cookie's poor mothering skills. As a matter of fact, there was no nest, no fur plucking. Ironically Frosty did not have a nest either when her newest kits were born. It alarmed me at first, but then her excellent mothering skills went into gear and she plucked a considerable amount of fur from her belly and constructed a suitable nest. Nature has a way of giving back in cycles---the ebb and flow---all things must pass (George Harrison). But by the grace of God some things return!
Frosty as a bunny (circa. 2011)
