The Year of the Rabbit

It's my year! I was born in another long ago year of the rabbit. So was my sister, one of her sons and my own daughter. Is it any wonder that rabbits are my favorite animal? They are so sweet, gentle and harmless. Yeah, I know...not if you have a garden! I admit that when I started gardening, the bunnies which charmed me so when I moved to the suburbs lost a bit of their charm as they seriously decimated my new plantings.
It was my own little (then) eleven year old bunny who had read a book about "Spiritual Gardening" ( she reads everything..) who told me to make a "contract" with the bunnies. You are supposed to walk through your garden silently making an agreement to allow the rabbits a share of the garden and that they will promise not to eat too much!
Reader, it works! Since that time, the bunnies rarely eat any portion of my garden and munch happily on the grass. I love to see them scamper about- they live under my deck. The other night, in the midst of an epic snowstorm, I spotted one of mine huddled under the bushes beneath my window and I was worried- why wasn't he safe under the deck? He looked up at me
for a long moment, then dove into a huge mound of snow near the deck- only to pop out again immediately and sit again in the storm. It was as if he was reassuring me that he could take care of himself and was just enjoying the show.
May this year of the Rabbit bring happiness, safe harbor and wonder of the world to you all!