Tuesday morning a baby cotton tail rabbit stopped by for another early morning visit whilst I enjoyed my morning cup of brew before work.
He sat on the patio grooming. So I captured his picture with my phone.
The visit lasted for ten minutes before he raced off for an important date. Or maybe he was late for school. Or he left the gas on. Or our Cooper’s hawk returned for a bit more breakfast.
Ten minutes with nature well spent.
If a rabbit’s foot is carried for luck, what happens when it’s attached to the entire rabbit?
I consider myself four times luckier meeting him.