A bonny sight on a fine winter’s day

Rabbits in the big field behind my house can again be seen since the wheat crop was harvested.

The grass that came on afterwards is tall in places, and one can see only the tips of their ears.

When the field was still an old meadow, we sometimes photographed them amongst the buttercups and orchids. They were diverting to watch as they chased one another around in the springtime, thumping and humping as they went.