Rabbit

This is Mummy rabbit. There are no baby bunnies now. They never seem to survive long. It is usually a weasel and then the crows and Kite fight over them. Mummy has been with us a while she runs as soon as she sees or hears danger. I do like her white tail.
We have been to Findhorn so I am tired having played tennis in the garden and admired all David's huge garden.  It was lovely and sunny there but the strong wind has blown down one of their trees.