And by “Gardening Assistant,” I mean anything but. This bunny-butt has been wandering through our yard all spring, and I’ve enjoyed spotting him through the kitchen window. I knew he would eventually mean trouble to the garden boxes, but I didn’t expect him to actually begin lounging in them! Breakfast in bed?
Hmph.
What I don’t quite understand, is why he didn’t go for the raspberries that are in the right of the picture, directly in front of him. We found about 12 perfectly formed raspberries on the ground when we got home from Ireland. Unfortunately, they were moldy or I would’ve brought them in and eaten them myself.
Ah well, as long as he contains himself to that box (where Kyle’s 6 zucchini plants are planted), we’ll be okay, the garden bunny and I.
Today’s the first day of “work” after the vacation. My to-do list currently includes:
* Calling Unemployment. Because it just can’t be easy.
* Writing 2200 new words in the novel in progress. At least.
* Dishes.
* Unpacking.
Other things I could/should do:
* Mowing the yard.
* Going through my clothes and shoes and things. Purge.
Riveting, stuff, I know.
Jessi Cole Jackson 