The rabbits were playing chase and the one in front ran right past me, then stopped to nibble a mimosa sprout as if nothing had happened. The other one retreated. Then the hummingbird chased off something, whether another hummer or an insect, I could not tell.
The rain Sunday spoiled quite a few figs - it smells like a brewery under the trees. Some new ones are ripening now.
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