On Saturday evening, however, from the comfort of the sofa, I looked out of the window into the garden, and peering over the top of the lavender bushes, was a very handsome young hare. I couldn't believe my eyes! My excitement triggered an outburst of barking from Tilly, who also couldn't believe her luck when she spied the now dismayed creature, on her territory. Tilly went nuts! Of course, the hare took off across the lawn and away into the wood. I have no idea how they get in or out of the garden, but that is not the first time we have been honoured by the presence of one of these fabulous creatures.
Early this morning, as Tilly and I stepped out of the garden for our walk, I could see a hare, hopping off down the drive. Further down he/she was joined by two others. The furthest one was very relaxed and washing itself!
Isn't this a handsome young chap! Or chapess!
I was watching two hares, here on the edge of the field, and another loped into view ... and then there were three.I saw about thirteen or fourteen hares in total this morning. What an unbelievable way to start the day! Needless to say, my enjoyment is equally matched by their discomfort when they realise we are close by. They shoot off into the middle of the field, or away into the distance. I always feel bad about that. I wish they knew how much they are loved!