A Game of Tag



On a wild, windy evening, just after Midsummer, while fireflies danced and winked in the garden, the neighborhood rabbits knew — all at once, as if by silent, secret decree —  that it was time for a game of tag.


They bounded along sidewalks, raced in circles through the neighbors’ grass, and chased each other around trees and houses.


When the game had run itself out, the rabbits snuck through the possum-sized hole in the garden fence and found their way to Rabbit’s tea shop for a late-evening snack.


(July 2023)


Story & Photo © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr
This is another vignette in my ongoing series of Tiny Garden Stories: peaceful 1-minute tales, full of cozy vibes, delicious details, and generous dollops of imagination & whimsy. Click one of the first two buttons below to go to (or back to, if that’s where you fell down the rabbit hole) either the Public Garden archive page or (if you’re a Story Club member) to the Private Garden page. Or click the third button to learn more about my Tiny Garden Stories. Want each week’s featured story delivered directly to your inbox? Subscribe to my Substack. 


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