They were rolling around in the sand and dirt like nothing I'd ever seen before. I have seen them numerous times in the front and side yard eating grass. I've seen them early when I leave the house to walk. Saw one of them this morning in fact.
Another afternoon I saw this guy.
Yesterday, Ikey started barking while he was up on the pillow on my bed looking out the window. Low and behold we see these three Jack Rabbit bunnies.
The little guys are adorable...even if one was eating some of the only flowers that are left in my yard that the grasshoppers have not eaten.
See the rings around this one's eyes?
There's something longer and more drawn out about these last ones than the first ones. Their ears are not long yet and I'm no rabbit expert, but I'm pretty sure it's the Cottontails vs the Jacks. I guess time will tell...even though it may never tell me. Until then, we'll just watch and photograph and love our hopping bunnies.
Maker of Heaven and Earth (All Things Bright and Beautiful)
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.
The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day;--
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.
The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky;
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day;--
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
Cecil Frances Alexander
Encourage One Another, continuing the journey on fresh paths.
Blessings and love to you, xoxo.
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