I am convinced that the bunnies are to BLAME. Darn them! I shake my fist and POUND the ground in frustration. First the strawberries and now the eggplant flowers – gone! I have an image of Peter Rabbit in his little blue jacket stuffing his pockets. Oh if only I could FRISK the little guy and make the stolen goodies tumble out! I’d pinch his furry little THIGH and scold him, I would!

Georg’ann

AFTER the long hike
absorbing tree medicine
no bug STING, THIGH hurts.

Heather