Decision Time…

A wild rabbit contemplates an escape route.

We froze together with about ten feet between us: me, the lumbering giant, about to open the gate and “it”, the two-month-old wild rabbit at the end of the driveway, deciding if it was time to hop into the underbrush.

This moment of two days ago was special since I hadn’t seen the rabbit in almost a week. The Kenilworth ivy that I dutifully placed on the oak stump in the morning and at dusk had gone undisturbed for nearly four days. Still, I tossed the dried out ivy and replaced it, hoping the rabbit would return. Three days ago the ivy started to disappear again.

Last night I took the dogs out for a walk at an hour before sunset. We were on our way back, about one block away from home, when I spotted a rabbit hopping under a stand of tall hedges, its puffy white tail a “see you later.”

Had the same rabbit expanded its horizons beyond the safety or our front yard? Or, is the rabbit population on the rise around here? Peace.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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