Not France! Bushrangers Bay, close to where we live in Australia. |
Speaking of rabbits we have had a plague of them on our property this summer. Those of you in the northern hemisphere may think it charming to look out of the window each morning and see dozens of bunnies cavorting in the grass or perhaps on the verandah looking in. I occasionally, fleetingly, think similarly - the baby ones, of which there are many (so many), are admittedly cute. 'What harm can they do?' I hear you ask. They just eat a bit of grass, some plants, the veggies. Well, there are 3 things that rabbits like doing; eating, procreating and digging. The first 2 I'm fine with. It's the obsession with tunnelling that's the problem. Hundreds of holes all over the place multiplying in line with the procreation. Some small, cleverly concealed holes in long grass are perfect ankle twisters or even leg breakers and others, out in the open, are big enough down which to lose a small child. I have never seen as many as this year and I've no idea of the reason.
There are more welcome visitors to our backyard. Here are a few.
The plan - yes we have, for once, the vague beginnings of a plan - is to first cruise the Canal de Bourgogne. Let's hope we have more success than our previous attempt on this waterway a couple of years ago when we were defeated by weed and 'technical difficulties'. Don't ask....
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