Early morning at my computer. I have this feeling I’m being watched.
Through the glass patio doors a tiny head with big ears and even bigger eyes. A baby rabbit so small he is sitting up on his haunches to look through the glass. I gasp. It’s a precious moment.
What must he be thinking? Is this his Rabbit Through The Looking Glass moment? Am I his Alice? Where is the Mad Hatter?
Slowly I reach for my camera. Oooops! He’s running away. Back to rabbit hole. Such a joyful way to start my day.