Today a bunny blessed the back window scenery with a visitor. In the early morning hours there it hopped and sat and ate and played. Insignificant, well no, an appearance of such a timid creature is never insignificant. But on Easter morning it seems just the littlest bit more significant than any other day. It seems the littlest bit more beautiful. And with it's white fur and big ears it blessed a lonely woman, still yearning for childhood, with the reminder that she can still gaze upon the world with the wonder of a five year old heart.
