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Two hares. And more

On a glorious spring morning I’m driving on the dirt road down to the creek. On my way to town, I’m in no hurry. All around me are signs of spring – the sprinklers irrigate the crops in a silver spray, tender leaves and shoots can be seen in the trees. It therefore almost seems appropriate, although somewhat strange for this time of day, that the hare appears from nowhere and runs a few metres ahead of me in the road. There isn’t much of a possibility that he can turn left or right from the road because of the fences on either side. It forms a sort of passageway for me and my guide running ahead. Down at the creek though, it opens up and the hare can go into the veldt in all directions. So on this beautiful morning I’m driving to town with a hare ahead of me – a convoy of creation in harmony. There are sheep in the pastures next to the road and down in the creek a herd of cattle is grazing leisurely. And as I am driving down to the creek, the hare a few metres in front of...