The Richness of Friends

I love meeting new friends.

Like the ones I met on my walk this morning around the ‘hood.

Benny the Bunny was first. He had the darkest brown eyes and he was the best model ever, never twitching a whisker.

I heard  Lewis, long before I spotted him. The politest fellow you’d ever want to meet, and myohmy, could he ever SING!

I’d never met a bank swallow until today. Meet Sydney, who claimed he’d found THE best spot for a nest right there along the channel at Mill Landing.

And ahhh… Miss Henrietta. She had the softest feathers that gleamed in the sun, and a coo that made your ears feel like they’d just been caressed. Roger the Rabbit brought up the rear. A comical little fellow, he was. And I didn’t get a picture of it but he had THE cutest, fluffiest cottony tail I’ve ever seen in my life!

I sure hope I see them all again soon.

I’ve always said that a person is rich, as long as they have good friends.  😉

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