The other day we were fortunate to cross paths with a charming little wild rabbit. It was clearly a destined meeting–the rabbit, lunching late right in broad daylight, wasn’t the least bit discomposed by our walking right up to it and merely sat up to have a look around when we got close. Then it went back to its placid munching pretty much as though giving the nod of approval to our proceeding on our way.
The way things look in the news most of the time, it seems someone has to be doing gigantic deeds, especially if they happen to be wildly nefarious or weirdly ridiculous, for any meeting to have any meaning. I have to disagree. Isn’t it a wonderful enough thing, I ask you, simply to have shared a wordless moment of colloquy, two great beings on this little old planet meeting without any purpose or plan at all? I like to think that a mild-mannered nobody or two and a cute little feral bunny catching up with each other while out on their divergent afternoon errands, while such a convergence may not shake the foundations of the earth, is plenty pleasing and worthy of at least a moment’s note. I know it’s nothing notable, but still it made a happy mark on me.
A meeting well worth noting! π
I don’t know if I made much impression on the rabbit, but it obviously made one on me! π
I’d say it was notable, and charming. Small pleasures in life Kathryrn, are pleasures to share !
Exactly! And furthermore, pleasures shared are pleasures multiplied. π
Definitely a moment to keep in your book of moments. This post is what draws poets to one another…
You make me contemplate the possibility that poetry is, itself, what happens in those fugitive moments of unplanned ‘rightness’ in the world.
It’s these little moments, Kathryn, that cheer our days. What a bore Life would be without them, waiting for some momentous occasion to arrive.
Yes, indeed. Especially those of us for whom every momentous thing is truly a serendipitous accident and not a likelihood should savor the unexpected blessing!
These are the meetings that make life worth living. It’s a marvelous reminder of that larger world that goes on about its business without a thought for human foolishness and striving – we’re lucky you brought us this glimpse!
And I, in turn, thank Mr (or Ms) Bunny for making this moment possible in the first place. π
To echo John, people who only make note of the Grand and Glorious discount the majority of experiences in their lives…Enjoy them all, both big and small.
(Even though you *know* my opinion of rabbits…. π )
A rodent is a rodent, no matter how fashionable the fur coat it wears. But as this one was far from *my* garden it won the benefit of the doubt and was allowed to be cute without repercussions of any unkind sort! π
Oh it is a great day when you can reach across the species! My son will love these pictures!
I think, truthfully, that what attracts me to such things is that they appeal to the youngster in *me* too! π
That comment – “made a happy mark on me.” is such an apt description of those serendipitous moments in our lives when everything slows down and simple joys shine through. Thanks for sharing….!
Simple joys transcend most of the possible contrived ones, no matter how skilled the maker or magnificent the intent! Nothing quite trumps just letting the good in life wash over us when we can. π
Yes, indeed. I love my yard bunnies, and they are some of my favorite neighbors.
Despite any munching depredations, bunnies are strikingly winsome in their doe-eyed charm and cheerily dancing style of locomotion.
‘Isnβt it a wonderful enough thing, I ask you, simply to have shared a wordless moment of colloquy, two great beings on this little old planet meeting without any purpose or plan at all?’
Lovely reflection, Kathryn. The bunnies in our yard are often as tame as your little fellow here, and just the other day a chipmunk stood still at my feet looking up at me as I filled one of the bird feeders. Such a small but extremely special encounter. The best kind!
I agree! There’s something incredibly appealing in uncomplicated friendly encounters with kind strangers of both human and other sorts.