First thing first, here come a few bunny pictures:
this is Neville and the much seeked piece of pear...
and Miss Eve is wondering why isn't she getting more banana??
Neville got full with pellets and now it's time for a nap...
and some grooming provided by Miss Eve.
You'll be curious to know whether the buns gave me the cold shoulder when I returned home after having been away almost a week - in fact, they didn't do the happy ear flicking and semi-bink, but they came over to present themselves to be petted, so all in all it's success :)
After all the stress I am in need of some calm and quiet - the haikus from Diana and the Spots are just perfect, and although I cannot add anything from my pen, as I cannot do poetry, I would like to add something that was on today's calendar page:
The iris pond has flowered
Before the old temple;
I sell tea this evening
By the water’s edge.
It is steeped in the cups
With the moon and stars;
Drink and wake forever
From your worldly sleep.
I had never heard of this poet before - he was
a poet, Zen Buddhist priest, renowned thinker, and seller of tea - as well as being a bit of an eccentric. Known to carry large wicker baskets filled with tea utensils through the streets and surrounding hills of Japan's old capital, Baisao set up shop wherever he ended up and brewed tea for those who came to enjoy the scenery with him. Establishing a quiet, simple life, Baisao spent his final years composing poetry, brewing tea, and teaching Zen, and in the process becoming a well-loved figure.
It is a mild rainy spring day today. Let me brew a cup of green tea. And Happy Friday to everybun!