It has been so long! You simply must come visit. When you come, I'll take you to the Red House Garden, a lovely place and a regular stop on my daily schedule. Every morning around dawn, I slip through the gap in the backyard gate and enjoy the view of breakfast from the corner of the yard.
According to Mrs. Red House, the corner of the yard is supposed to hold a butterfly garden, but the plants look rather neglected way over here. So in order to help her out, I do my morning business here, me being such a considerate rabbit and all.
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| Ahh, remembering the view of the summer smorgasbord... |
Everyone knows that rabbit droppings are wonderful fertilizer, so I make sure to leave a nice large pile every morning. Occasionally I hear Mrs. Red House complaining loudly about stepping around piles while trying to garden, but I know she must be kidding. By the state of things, it's pretty obvious that she doesn't garden much over there.
After doing my good deed for the morning, I am usually hungry. Thankfully the Red House Garden offers a wide variety of morning delicacies - coneflower leaves, mums, some of your favorites! You must try the variegated liriope.
Ah, Cousin Peter, I have found the most delicious plant in the garden! Sweet, succulent Rose leaves. A nice, tender Bourbon rose, if I am a proper rabbit judge of such things. This one tastes Expensive.
I was right - Expensive was among the words Mrs. Red House used when she found it afterwards. There were some other words as well that I don't think were quite so acceptable for polite rabbit company. She must have forgotten just how much I help her out each day with my abundant piles.
Mrs. Red House has only actually seen me once, as I usually stay in the woods on the other side of the fence. She ran after me with a camera wanting to take my picture, probably in appreciation, but I am too shy and humble for that. I managed to squeeze my large self out through the gap in the gate in a hurry. Which reminds me, when you come please don't wear one of your ridiculous jackets with the big buttons that get caught on everything!
One day soon afterwards, I came to the garden as normal and found that Mrs. Red House had decided to block up my normal access route. There must have been some less helpful rabbits helping themselves to the garden buffet. Freeloaders!
Thankfully I have another secret route that I can take you through. Stop by sometime, and I'll show you around!
Hope you all are doing well, and give my love to Cousins Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail!
Sincerely,
