Day 650
Walking the dog at sun up this morning, I noticed a hawk in the middle of the next yard, feeding on a rabbit. Man, they're big beautiful birds. Holding down the prize with sharp talons and the full weight of his mass, it's head dove in rhythmically, tearing through meat and sinew. White and grey fur floated away on the breeze as he concentrated on his breakfast. The raptor barely noticed us and the dog sat quietly but intently while we watched. We don't see too many hawks around here but we do have a bunch of bunnies. They've enjoyed some success lately but seem to have gotten complacent, barely taking notice of the dog.
I can't help but feel like KTC provides the thicket for vigilant rabbits with an eye to the sky. UST waits, watches and will pounce without prejudice. It's what they do and how they survive. There are no special bunnies, only sustenance. While the circling shadows are ever present, they get smaller and less menacing each day. There's nothing in the open and they move on. Please, don't be a dead bunny. Use the tools, take shelter, post your promise every day.
