The first time I saw a rabbit in our backyard I believe I exclaimed, "CUTE!"
However, times have changed. Those rabbits are not cute when they're eating my beautiful flowers.
I realized I had to do something when I found myself flying out the back door early Saturday morning in my nightgown in a bit of a rage over a little bunny eating a breakfast of freshly grown Columbine.
"NOOO! Get out, get OUT!!!"
Something had to be done.
So I built a fence.
And now a few photos of what I'm protecting.