9.30-9.45 p.m.
Barbara
spots a hare coming down the edge of the open grassy
field at the other side of the canal.
While
this hare investigates the lower corner of the field Barbara notices a
second hare at the top of the slope. Unlike the first, this stays in the
same area.
By
now the hare near us is lolloping - bunny-hopping you might say - along
just opposite us. I've sometimes seen large rabbits and thought 'is this
hare?' but when you see a hare there's no doubt about it. The ears, usually
held vertically, are like twin exclamation marks, the proportions of the
animal are like Disney's Goofy. It resembles a small deer as much as it
does a rabbit.
It keeps its nose close to the ground, pausing occasionally to sniff
or perhaps to nibble. It proceeds in a head-down posture, as if it's immitating
a wheelbarrow.
Its eyes are so large that, seeing it head on through my binoculars in
this dusky light, I wonder if it has myxomatosis.
Three
more hares sit on a grassy crest mid-field, another hare is over to the
right, making six in all. It's the most we've ever seen together. 
Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk
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