My bunny is back in his cage. He’s been running wild for a few months, fending for himself around the farm. Doing quite well, too! He ate the bottom branches off of a bunch of bushes and cypress trees, polished off the grass and weeds he could find in between snowstorms, hung out with the chickens to eat our food garbage, and ate a good-sized portion of Grammy’s blueberry bushes.
That was bad.
He was going to be rabbit stew if he wasn’t caught, so we borrowed some have-a-heart traps and finally caught him. We’d tried the chasing thing many times! Rabbits are fast, just so you know.
He looks so sad cooped up in a tiny cage, but I guess it’s better than getting shot.
I also pruned my trees this weekend. Not all 36 of them! My crabapples all got pruned, but the redbuds have to wait until after their flowering is done, in June. I tackled most of my maples too, but realized I’d missed the “late winter” time of pruning. The sugar sap was just gushing out with ever cut I made. Kbug and I had fun licking trees! I should probably wait until June to finish pruning.
Maybe I’ll grab a ladder and at least finish the tops of the maples I started. When I told Dee I pruned the maple trees as high as I could reach, he said, “Oh, so you mean you didn’t prune very much?” Whatever, funny guy! Mama’s have a long reach, especially with pruning shears.
I realized again how much I LOVE trees! I liked trees when I was little, too. I studied the leaves and barks of trees, looked trees up in tree books, and memorized different kinds of trees.
Trees were my favorite place to hang out! I remember climbing trees with a book tucked in my pocket, so I could read up in my own leafy castle. Growing up didn’t stop me either! I climbed trees at night when I lived at an orphanage in Indianapolis. I was 20. Nobody knew about that until now.
So, it looks like June will be a busy month for me! Bummer that it will be sweltering hot and I’ll be 7 months pregnant. I predict a lot of swimming in my near future!