The rabbits’ tea party
After quite a long rabbit-free spell, I’ve been seeing two big ones in the garden regularly, just eating grass and clover, which I don’t mind too much. Then a baby one appeared. He was very naughty, nibbling away at plants in a flower bed and not keen to be frightened away. This morning a new one turned up: jet black, which is uncommon. I looked out just now and saw all four together, happily chomping grass. There are so many foxes and birds of prey around here that it’s a wonder to me how the rabbits survive.