The Nice Thing About Strangers
Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
Bunnies.
Evidence of an early affection for bunnies.
“Hi bunny. Oh! Two! Hi other two bunnies!” Yes, I greeted the bunnies aloud on my evening walk. I smiled as I said it, and felt another presence near by. I looked up to find people sitting on their front porch watching me talk to the creatures in their yard. Oh good grief. And I’m in a cul-de-sac, I’ll have to pass them twice.
“No problem, girl! I talk to the rabbits too.” The elderly lady called out with a laugh. She and her gray-haired spouse were enjoying the pleasant evening. She had a beer and he had a glass of white wine.
As I blushed, her husband chimed in. “Those rabbits are everywhere, but they’re pretty bad listeners.”
“Like teenagers!” The woman laughed, her husband laughed, and I noticed a third person with them on the porch–a gangly teenage boy with a soda and a flat-billed baseball cap, hunched but nodding along with Grandma and Grandpa. I walked the block and as I passed by again, the couple was giggling, their grandson was telling a story, and they all waved at me as I hustled on by.
–Colorado
Little Paige posting with a gift for me from Grandpa–a carving of Leo the Lop, from a series of books that I loved.
The Nice Thing About Strangers 
You were a cute little wipper-snapper. 🙂
Well, thank you, Peter! I was often making faces at just the right moment. 🙂 I still do.
Paige
This brought a smile to my face
🙂 Thanks, Joanne! When I got over the embarrassment, I smiled as well.
Paige
I loved this…
Thank you, Sue! Haha, now I know to check and see if the coast is clear before I think I’m Snow White and start chatting with the wildlife. 🙂
Paige
🙂