Weeding one of the beds at the church today, I came across a nest of baby bunnies. I was pulling out some loose thatch, and noticed clumps of fur, and then the little guys started squeaking to let me know they didn't appreciate being exposed. I put the nesting material back on top of them, but I don't think we did them any favors by removing all the tall grass.
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