It was Independence Day. A day for which the feelings of freedom and equality burned so brightly in the heart of Constance Bunny she could hardly see a flag fluttering in the breeze without giving way to emotions of the deepest sort.
"Oh, dear!" she exclaimed, a sob catching in her throat as little Percy Hedgehog walked by waving a pocket-sized banner from a twig. It was all too wonderful for words. Constance Bunny smiled gamely, the kind of smile one reserves to counter public displays of emotion.
As she fumbled for her handkerchief a sudden breeze caught the corner of the linen, the very piece her ancestral grandmother had embroidered with the likeness of Thomas Jefferson, and sent it fluttering into the street like a sign of surrender.
Constance Bunny watched in horror.
And then, another miracle--one that may not rival the significance of an entire country declaring itself simply done with an empire, mind you, but which was no less revolutionary in the eyes of one small, grey bunny--a sudden movement, a flash of cottontail, and there stood Buck Winchester at her service, chest heaving, with the errant handkerchief in his outstretched paw.
Constance Bunny thought she would faint dead away. Instead, she did what she always did when she was about to faint: acted Southern.
"As I live and breathe," she murmured, fixing the brash, young rabbit with a coy gaze, "if it isn't Buck Winchester."
Now it was Buck's turn to gulp.
"M-M-Miss Constance," he stuttered, his usual composure confounded in the presence of such a mesmerizing doe.
And like so many other great moments of conquest, the rest, as they say, is history.
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Dear reader, I hope you have a lovely Independence Day weekend. We are taking a quick trip to the woods where I fully expect to find such a bunny sipping her tea.
Would you like to enter a contest to win this wee original painting of Constance Bunny? If so, please leave a comment at the bottom of this post. If you are so inclined, please tell me something you love about the place where you live. This way we can celebrate small pieces of beauty the entire world over...
I will return and announce a winner on Monday.
xoxo k