It finally occurred to me, while taking these pictures, that I approach photography and writing from the same impulse. Every time I pick up my camera, pen, or laptop, I’m trying to tell a story. Or, at the very least, share an impression. And it always starts with noticing something. Today, I noticed a visitor “hiding” in the irises.
But how will I frame this story? Should I reveal its secret from the outset? Because the rabbit was not so well-hidden as it might seem, though I could gloss over that fact by photographing it at just the right angle, by restricting my point of view. A few steps to either side, and this particular story shifts from drama to comedy.
It’s an appealing metaphor, as I find words to be as quick and slippery as rabbits. I often end up holding a tuft of fluff, frustrated by the knowledge that something warm and alive has escaped my grasp.
Rae Spencer 
GORGEOUS metaphor. Wish I’d written that, because I’ve certainly felt it.
Thank you, Rae.
Jean
Very creative, I like the sequence!
Such words of wisdom, Rae. I love this ‘knowing’ regarding your point of view. To me, all of your photography is poetry and vice versa. Thank you for sharing.
Jeanette
Jeanette, Thank you for such a lovely compliment!
So now, forever, bunnies will be a metaphor for hidden meanings and for realizations heretofor overlooked, and wisdom has become a but of fluff in my fingers… Thanks.
🙂