Today was a magical day. It was mellow, but two very special things happened.
First, I was sitting on the porch reading
Storey's Guide to Raising Chickens (great book by the way) when my Dad came walking up the path holding something. He opened his hands to reveal an
absolutely adorable baby cottontail rabbit. He said he'd found it while tilling one one of the fields, and he guessed that there must be a nest somewhere. He told me that the mother was nowhere to be seen.
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| Rabbit fur is so soft. If you ever get the chance to pet a rabbit, take it! |
I put the little guy into a shoebox lined with a towel, but before I could do anything else, Dad came back up the path with another bunny. The second one was a little smaller, but equally cute. He went into the shoebox as well.
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| Look at those ears! |
I called
Wolf Hollow Rehab Center and they told me that at this stage the babies are almost ready to leave their Mom, but she may still have a few meals for them, so if the nest wasn't completely destroyed (it was not) to simply leave them near the place that I found them and their mother should come and find them later on. So after one last goodbye, we released them in a clump of brush.
The second and perhaps rarer event today happened later on. I was wrangling chickens in one of the greenhouses when I heard a pipping nose, accompanied by an odd buzzing. I looked up to see a little orange hummingbird hovering near the ceiling. The tiny bird flew around in a frantic effort to escape, got tangled in a spiderweb, freed itself, then bumped into the wall and fell to the floor. I ran to its aid and gently picked it up. I discovered that it had spiderwebs all over it, and that one of its wings was stuck to its leg with a particularly thick strand. I brought it outside (in case it tried to fly away) and cradled it in my palm, picking off bits of spiderweb. Just as I had freed it from the last strand, the tiny creature launched itself from my palm, and with a last pip, flew off. Afterwards, I felt really enlightened. It's not often that you get the chance to help a creature that beautiful, nor that small.
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| The hummingbird. |
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| Look at those feathers! |
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| Picking off bits of web. |
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| All done. |