Continuing with the wild theme I was out in the garden last week raking up leaves and tidying up in preparation for planting when I noticed my bulbs. When I say "my" bulbs I really mean Mother Nature's. These vigorous green sprouts have been bursting forth every spring since we moved here a dozen years ago. I have no idea what they are besides persistent as they've never flowered. A rabbit or two (are there ever just two for very long?) always nibbles off the top two inches without fail every few days until the plants are spent for the season and they droop and whither back into dormancy for another year. Last week however I was pleasantly surprised to see them tall and slender and untouched. Wonderful! Maybe the bunny family have moved on? I'd all but forgotten about them until this past weekend when I was pushing pea seeds into freshly turned topsoil dreaming of bountiful harvests, turned and saw the rabbits had returned. Drat. I guess I'll have to wait another year for those flowers whatever they are.
Which all prompted me to pluck a book off the shelf I'd always held in reserve for the kids. Kids of all ages would like Watership Down by Richard Adams. A story about a rogue bunch of rabbits who decide to escape a dreary and doomed warren for a courageous cross-country journey across English downs seeking a brighter future. Kids stuff for sure, but an adult could easily read adult themes of politics and social injustice into the story. I chose not to. Just a lighthearted romp through the countryside against all odds with a melancholy ending. Just like my garden?
Which all prompted me to pluck a book off the shelf I'd always held in reserve for the kids. Kids of all ages would like Watership Down by Richard Adams. A story about a rogue bunch of rabbits who decide to escape a dreary and doomed warren for a courageous cross-country journey across English downs seeking a brighter future. Kids stuff for sure, but an adult could easily read adult themes of politics and social injustice into the story. I chose not to. Just a lighthearted romp through the countryside against all odds with a melancholy ending. Just like my garden?