But--if I were to have a twinge, I might wonder about actually remaining rooted to one place, giving a cedar hedge time to become the ultimate privacy fence.
I suspect this bunny was sticking around to ensure we didn't make a move for the lettuce patch.
I lament the departure of my favorite junk dealer when I see these tin men. It would be such fun to scrounge about finding the parts and coming up with something like this.
On to the next tour.
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