Wild Hare

There has been a new development with the bunnies.

As I exited my workshop this morning, I heard chewing noises coming from under my work table outside the door.

I bent down to to see which bunny was under there. To my surprise, I saw neither. I paused and heard the sounds again.

This time I looked into the shelves. Guess who…

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Miss Busy Bee was up in the shelves snooping through my gardening supplies.

If this is rabbit adolescence, I’m going to need some back-up.

Just this morning I had to provide separate “toilets” because one of them insisted on doing their business BESIDE the litter box.  Now,  there are separate but equal facilities.

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What next?

Don’t follow this Flower.

 

Bunnies in the Doghouse

Things are finally returning to normal in the bunny room. I sent them both outside while I cleaned out the “nest” today.

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I watched them as they came in to see Charlotte’s reaction. She seemed to have forgotten the frenzy.  After checking the room to inspect my cleaning, she lay down in her usual spot in front of the door.

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Barley got reacquainted with the litter box.

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But… All is not well.

While moving the treadmill to its new location, a discovery was made.

Bunnies must chew, you see. I apparently did not provide enough fruit-wood sticks at some point.  Teething continues, sticks or no sticks.

I had removed the plug-in cord from the treadmill, but had failed to notice a loop projecting ever so slightly out the bottom. This loop was not missed by the keen eyes of the bunnies.

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I went out yesterday and got myself new gloves and a quick-dry scarf.  I guess I’ll be doing my walking outside until the cord is ordered and replaced.

Walk with the cold Flower.

 

 

 

What is Remembered?

I attended a beautiful memorial service yesterday.

It included lovely music, photos, poems, candles, flowers, cookies and even coloring.

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The speakers truly loved the man remembered. They included his niece, his young second cousin, his uncle, his fellow volunteers, a member of his Sunday School class, his little mentee from one of his loved organizations and his cousin.

The awesome piano player knew and loved him, too. This flowed out her fingers onto the keys and filled the church with notes of hope and comfort.

The speeches were about his sense of humor, his smile, his big heart, his laugh, and his passion for helping others.

There were laughs and smiles and tears.

I was struck by some omissions.

There was no tally sheet to show whether he finished his life in the black or the red.

No graphs of data were shared to prove his effectiveness.

No GPA or SAT scores.

There were no sports stats of touchdowns, baskets, or home runs.

There was no mention of the location or squarefootage of his dwelling.

His favorite designers were omitted. His political preferences were not shared either.

The talk was all about the light he shared with others.

When your life ends…

Will the talk be about the light you shared during your lifetime?

Or will it be about how big your candle was?

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Mourn with the Flower

A Great Start to a New Year

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January 2, 2016

As I look back and review 2015, at the top of my grateful list, surprisingly, sits a man named Paul. I remember the day Paul first appeared in my life. He conspicuously sat in the front pew (the one that is normally empty) of my small country church. Throughout the service, his booming ‘Amen’ and ‘Alleluia’ seemed disruptive. I admit to hoping the front pew would soon go back to empty. Thankfully, it never did.

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Paul is special. He wears his faith like most people wear a shirt. It’s so much a part of him, it’s one of the first things you notice. He’s not much of a talker, but in the few words he does say, he always seems to find a way to praise God.

To the question– “Hi Paul. How are you?”

I’ve come to love his response– “Wonderful.”

This one word, ‘wonderful’, sticks…

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Bunny Up-date

Charlotte’s nesting activity has slowed down.

She has, however, banished Barley from the hutch.  He now resides in the Christmas box under the foosball table.

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She did allow him a brief, supervised inspection  of the nest this morning.

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When he approached her earlier today, she made a warning sound to let him know to back-off.

At least they still eat together.

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She is still pulling hair.

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She leaves clumps around on the floor and then gathers them up.

With all the hair in the nest and trash, I don’t see how she doesn’t have bald spots.

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She and Barley are out in the yard now. I hope a change of scenery will be good for her.

Follow the False Pregnancy.

Bunny Frenzy

A tornado of activity has hit the bunny room in the basement. Charlotte, the female, is hauling every scrap of straw and blanket into the hutch. She is moving so fast, I can’t even get a clear photo of her. She’s a blur of fur!

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She tried to tear off pieces of my shoes while they were still on my feet.  She even stuffed the end of a curtain into her mouth and tried to pull it down to carry it to her nest.

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I have witnessed a false pregnancy in another female rabbit, Fluffy, years ago. This is more drastic and urgent. She cannot stop tearing up boxes and material and hauling them into the sleeping room of the hutch.

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This activity started last night and reached a fever pitch during a storm this morning. After adding the final touches with her own hair, she was finally satisfied with her nest and came out to rest.

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Barley, the male, seems puzzled by her urgent activities. He did try to comfort her at one point, but does not feel the need to help with the nest building. He was neutered months ago and has not been his usual frisky self since.

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Barley is more of a thinker than a doer. He seems to sit and ponder life’s questions.  Where does hay come from? When will mom fill up the food bowl? Will the “fresh” tonight be carrots and cilantro or apples and Swiss chard?  I wonder…

I hope Charlotte won’t be too disappointed when no babies arrive. I will leave the nest for a while and see what happens next.

If there are babies, I will be getting a big, ole refund from the vet.

Follow the Frenzy.

Sharing my Joy

Thanks to all of you for viewing, following and sharing my fledgling little blog.

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I have gotten great joy from this in these past six months.

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You are my kind of people.

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Happy Holidays.

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from the Flower.

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Peace Plant People.

Orchid Ornaments

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree,

How lovely are your orchids?

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Here are the living ornaments.

Here is the marvelous tree.

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It is not just a white Christmas here at Daniel Stowe Botanical Gardens.

Pastel pink and purple made a lovely combination.

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Here, we have a “tropical tree” with bromeliads and Schlumbergeras.

I felt the urge to sing my “Song of Schlumbergera” in front of this one.

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This tree with burgundy, red and yellow mixed with different textures is as magical as the nearby fairy houses.

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This is only a fraction of the beautiful sights at Daniel Stowe Botanical Gardens in Belmont , NC.

It is one of my “heavens” on Earth, along with Brookgreen Gardens in South Carolina.

Follow the Flower.

Bloom Day December: Blooms & Bees

I did not expect to have blooms to share in December.

I am not the only garden blogger with surprises.

Visit maydreamsgardens.com to see late blooms from around the globe.

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Superbena Royale Cherryburst
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Nandina domestica
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Apricot Drift Rose
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Pineapple Sage
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John F. Kennedy Hybrid Tea Rose
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Jean May Camellia sasanqua
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Mexican Bush Sage
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Dorothy Wykoff Andromeda, Pieris japonica
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Honey Bees on December 15, 2015

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