Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Albino Bunny

This is my friend, Albino Bunny.  He is a little camera shy, so it may be difficult to truly appreciate his coloring.  Trust me, he is not like the little brown bunnies in my neighborhood.

Last spring, I discovered I had moved into a bunny friendly environment.  The rabbits were everywhere all the time. I even had to step in and save baby bunnies from the neighbor's cat once in awhile. 

And then I met Albino Bunny.  At first, I couldn't believe my eyes.  Here was this one bunny with more white to his coloring than brown.  He was rarely with other bunnies.  He seemed to choose to show up alone.  He never bothered the garden areas.  I stuck to the patch of clover instead.  He became a fixture for me.

Well, my friend is back.  Most mornings, he is out feeding in the yard when I leave for work.  The sound of the garage door and the car pulling down the driveway doesn't seem to startle him.  He simply continues feeding.  He returns most evenings to say goodnight as he feasts on his bedtime snack. 

I just hope he continues to keep me company for many years to come.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Mystery of the Garage

For years and years and years, I lived in a little basement apartment.  I was okay with the home I had made for myself, but oh how I missed the opportunity to be outside!  Now that I have a house with an actual yard, I am overcome with joy.  The ability to be outside in the yard fills me with such happiness that I don't even mind mowing. 

But I've noticed a trend in my neighborhood.  These people with yards much nicer than mine spend all their time in their garages!  They open the doors, pull out the lawn chairs and sit in their garages.  One neighbor actually has a recliner and a couch in their garage for family gatherings.  I just don't get it!

I tried to rationalize this lifestyle.  Was it too hot outside?  No, it was a lovely 75 degrees yesterday.  Were they worried about damaging their prestine yards?  They have decks and patios and even driveways.  Do they enjoy watching the cars go by?  I live at the end of a cul-de-sac.  I can count the number of cars driving by in a day on a single hand.  I just don't get it!

If anyone out there can shed some light on this subject, I would sure appreciate it.  In the meantime, I'll be out cleaning the garage.  (If this sitting in the garage thing becomes a neighborhood rule, I'm going to need to do some decluttering!)