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  • This morning while walking my bike out to the road, I

    passed the corner of the stone wall where we planted a red

    rose last fall. It was early morning and the light fell on

    two large, bright red blossoms I had nearly missed. The

    petals were starting to curl at the edges, and they were too

    large for the small green stem that held them. Droplets of

    dew clung to the blossoms. I thought, if I place my mouth

    close to them the dew will seep between my lips, they look

    so juicy.

    When I looked up from the roses, I noticed a tawny baby

    bunny laying on an enormous grey-blue stone, part of a pile

    of paving stones waiting to be put into the patio. The

    stone directly behind the tawny bunny was standing on end,

    almost at a 45 degree angle to the stone the bunny was

    laying on. It was startling, this little bunny on its

    oversized stage.

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