flotsam, there is something wrong with me

A fluffle?

Bunnies. There’s a lot of them around this year.

Somewhere under my ivy there may be a warren, in which lives a colony, a nest, even a fluffle, of wild rabbits.

I found one nibbling under my potted plant. It startled when I came out on the deck, but it’s bold and didn’t go far. Mere feet away, in fact.

Not sure it knows it’s not invisible; freezing in place isn’t helping it hide there.

Eh, what’s up Doc?

Well, I’m not opposed to bunnies. They will eat my hastas, which are really my mother’s. Which I therefore do not want to happen.

But on the other hand, if my yard has bunnies setting up shop, it probably doesn’t have more verminy options. Rats would tend to dissuade rabbits. Or so I am given to understand.

So all things considered, I’ll take bunnies in the yard. A whole fluffle of them, even.

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Melbourne

MEL♦bin

My private tour will take me through the Dandenong Ranges and the Yarra Valley today.

The first stop in Dandenong is Puffing Billy, the preserved steam train that is a major tourist attraction. My tour guide, Jeff, puts me on the train in Belgrave just before it pulls out of the station, to meet me at the next stop in Menzies Creek. Continue reading “Melbourne”