We've returned from the family reunion, where I had one horrible realization: Only one other person there was older than I am.
Sunday morning, I walked out of the garage of Judy's house in Thornton, Texas, and was greeted by a genuine cottontail. He ran away when he saw me, but he stopped in the neighbor's back yard long enough for me to point him out to Judy. We looked around but couldn't find any eggs.
On the way home, we stopped to have a look at the bison, which is always fun for me.
2 comments:
Bison are always worth stopping for. Nice picture. Great cottontail story, too!
Michel
The cottontail's reaction had nothing to do with your age, I'm sure.
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