Five hares on a morning field
Five ways to wake early
To glorious sunshine.
Spring’s clocks springing forward
Bringing me stumbling out early across the yard
My myopic squintings
Saluting the sun.
To be
Startled at the springing forward of the hares,
At their desperate hurtling away
And them disappearing into the back bog.
From where I was never to see them again.
Binoculars squinting serving only to point out
‘..the difference between a Hare
And a rock in a field?
If you see it move it’s a rock’.
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I love this! So you have “the fever” too!
Saps Rising alright!
Hahaha!
SPRING!!!!!
Great piece, man.
Cheers
I keep trying to forget I’m losing an hour of sleep this weekend…………
Spring schming. Bring on the summer. I am so tired of everything not shorts and minis. How do rabbits do it with all the fur all the time?
Red.
that explains a lot of rocks I’ve seen around. Thank you Ginger.
You are so lucky to be welcoming Spring. Here in the Southern Hemisphere we’re desperately clinging on to the last shreds of warmer weather. A Frank Angle recommended your blog to me.
Hello – nice to hear from you – hope you enjoy the nonsense!
Great piece! I love the ending, dude!