Showing posts with label hares in the box. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hares in the box. Show all posts
hares in the box
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downy,
hares in the box,
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downy fur pulls 'way
from small babes who lay
inside cool earth, so quiet.
small hares-in-box... LEAP
from a burrow deep-
their tiny eyes still closed tight.
Two weekends after Easter Sunday my husband was mowing our yard and found these adorable baby bunnies in their burrow. They were covered with some gray fur from their mother who stayed close by. When day turned to night momma bunny would return to feed and recover them. I remember it raining a lot during that time and worrying if they'd survive. But, they did... Several weeks later I took this photo of a remaining baby...
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