Welcome to my blog Upstate Girl, (a.k.a Follow Your Bliss Part II), I am an independently published author. This blog is all about writing and the stuff that inspires me to write, the joys and obstacles that come along with the writer's life, and my fascination with the psychology of people and what makes them tick...the human condition, as is...and my love for words, playing with them and making sense of them...and I throw in a few photos from my acre of the world just to make things pretty...sometimes there are things I have no words for, only pictures will do.

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Sunday, August 16, 2009

It's Summer in August...and we have a guest...

An August sunrise through clouds...mighty glorious out there...

We have a "guest" in our house...ain't it cute? The little sweetie is very sleepy in this picture...


This little peep's nest happened to be in the weeds next to our burn pile, my Fred touched it off on Thursday after clearing away a significant bit of brush, and the nest was unfortunately too close (I was told that one had died and another was plucked from the ashes and put off to the side into the weeds.) Well, on Friday morning Max found this little guy, hiding in the weeds by our shed, singed, but mostly okay, though scared, yes, very scared, the frightened scream of a baby bunny is an awful thing to hear! (Max loves baby bunnies, he's been known to gently carry them in his mouth, and bring them to me.) I scooped it up from the weeds and tucked it inside my apron pocket until it calmed down (which it did right away, it needed a place to hide.) I went about my business with it riding in there, including feeding the cats (they had no clue, it smells too smoky!) I made coffee...found a box, a soft bit of flannel, an eye dropper, made up a batch of sugar water...then I settled down and looked over the poor waif inside my pocket. The worst of the singed fur is on top of its head, the black is the downy insulating fluff close to the skin...the skin is thankfully unharmed. At first, it didn't want any part of the eye dropper, but it willingly licked water off my fingers, and butted my hands with its nose looking for a place to hide. The first 24 hours of baby bunny rehab is always touch and go (I've done this before with success)...I had my doubts, figuring by morning we'll know which way this was going to go, so I made a snug little bed inside the box, it burrowed in and slept all day, by evening, it was perkier, less afraid, took more sugar water with the dropper. It was nibbling on greens by my bedtime and exhibited a spunky attitude. So the sweet little pea is with us until he (or she?) is a little bigger...and furrier...I've been giving the peep "finger baths" every day (dipping my fingers in luke warm water and ruffling the fur...the little guy gets frisky afterwards!) I cradle the little jumping bean in my hands (it seems to like my hands well enough), and I love feeling the bunny's little heart pounding lickety-split! It's calm and warm, smells very smoky...but appears to be thriving, greens go in one end and tiny poo out the other as it should be. I anticipate releasing it by Labor Day the latest...yes, I've done this before, it's the right thing to do...wild bunnies belong in the wild...I can only hope for the best...

Another morning done...another hot summer afternoon on the porch with the portable studio table, new paintings in progress...and spending time on my laptop editing The Fractured Hues of White Light...I'm working on the final polish before publishing it...it feels good knowing that it will go from my hands and into the hands of readers soon...how liberating...

5 comments:

Pat said...

You make it your book sound like a metaphor for the little wild bunny. Your book is a wild idea fed by sugar water by you and will be released, no?
What a wonderful notion. You with your butterfly net went out and captured a notion to put on paper and to release again to the wild.

Laura J. Wellner (author pseudonym Laura J. W. Ryan) said...

The book will be ready soon...how soon...well, I'd like to be done with the final editorial polish by Labor Day...then it needs to be designed, assign it an ISBN from our remaining 8 of 10...then I need to review the design and make final corrections (if any), then one more look see...then send it off to the POD for a proof, and if the proof is good (with no corrections) I'll set it free...at last!

Patrice said...

Fabulous, heart-wrenching bunny story. I so wish you luck. Bunnies are dear to my heart.

Compliments on your wonderful photos as well. What type of camera do you use?

Laura J. Wellner (author pseudonym Laura J. W. Ryan) said...

It is with a heavy heart that I have to report, the little peep died during the night, it's just the way it is with these little wild bunnies. There was no indication on Sunday night that led me to expect what I found this morning, but it wasn't unexpected. If you get through the first 48 hours with them, you're lucky, a week, even luckier. I was nearly tempted to turn him loose last night because he was doing so well, but decided to wait and see...

Elise said...

Hello, just wanted to say how much I've enjoyed reading your posts. Thank you for sharing ! Best wishes