Mild air, raindrops hanging on leaves and pine needles,still wet grass a luminescent green, rabbits scuttling away with a flash of white tail, deer bounding into the cover of the trees and - just as I was ẁondering if it was about - the woodpecker (so synchronised with my thinking about it that it was actually slightly spooky.)
Then there were the hares, one ambling towards us as we rounded a bend, turning and running into the adjacent field, but then sitting bolt upright on its hind legs to give me and Dog a long, hard stare. And suddenly two others ran across the path to join it and they all went leaping away, chasing each other in dizzying circles before disappearing over the horizon.
An ordinary walk transformed.
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