It’s mid-Autumn; at last the nights and mornings have turned cold.
The slow combustion fire warms me at night; the sight of Autumn mists rising from the valley warms my spirit of a morning.
The dew and the sunshine cause even the electric fence and the wretched Setaria grass to take on beauty.
I am rarely quick enough to catch the occasional grazing wallaby who is still out in these misty mornings. The rabbits are even more occasional and usually even quicker to leap away, but I managed to snap this one, looking for all the world as if he’d hopped out of the pages of a Beatrix Potter story.
I am very happy for this handsome fellow to eat the grass; so far I have only found evidence of unwanted nibbling on the lettuces, sorrel and parsley.
Beatrix observed that lettuces have a soporific effect on rabbits like the Flopsy Bunnies, but I am yet to find a snoozing rabbit in the garden.