Rabbits, Rabbits, Rabbits

Almost every time we walk up the forestry track that passes our house we see rabbits in the lowest of the farmer's fields. Usually it's two or three sitting rather warily at the main entrance to the warren that's out in the middle of the field but the other evening we counted....

....no less than ten.

While I'm sure the farmer isn't too thrilled, as he keeps this field for the benefit of his sheep, we're very happy to see one warren, at least, returning to something approaching old population numbers - by which I mean before myxomatosis.