The white rabbit has been lying low all summer. I've only seen her once every week or two. Here she is near the grape jelly feeder - at dusk last night.
I was worried for her. The hawks are migrating. They love to perch on the large dead Ash tree, near the wildflower beds where she seems to spend most of her time. This was the first I'd seen her so close to the house in quite a while. There was a Red-tailed Hawk on the top of a telephone pole at the street, not 40 yards away.
My flash caused her to duck for cover under the Wisteria.
Wiley old rabbit.