Friday, 27 January 2017

Clouds in Her Eyes


This hare was hoovering up some particularly delicious grass in the lush, green strip above the coastal dunes in the Falklands.  I know that the grass must have been delicious because she barely acknowledged my presence, even though I ended up lying just a few feet from her.  A beautiful South Atlantic autumn day is reflected in her eye.

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