Walking at sunup this morning, I saw what looked like motorcycle tracks in the dried grass. Only, nobody rides a motorcycle here, and even if someone did, it's unlikely someone could ride exactly the same path often enough to wear it down so perfectly. Then I saw the rabbit turds. And not long afterwards, saw the burrows from which the tracks led.

All the time I've lived here I'd never seen rabbit tracks. A combination of the dawn shadows and the spurt in this year's vegetation made them visible.

What happened to the wind? None for several days now. My battery bank is back down to just over 11 volts at dusk.

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