When I was little, my brothers and sisters and I spent many hours with my grandfather. He was a great storyteller and we children would sit at his feet, quiet as mice and listen to his amazing stories.
While I was out walking yesterday enjoying the spring sunshine, I suddenly heard strange muffled noises coming from the bushes by the way. There was laughing and giggling and then I heard voices humming a melody. I bent down, pushing the branches aside and peered in and then I saw them – Bunnies!