The Quiet Evening



After spending most of the day indoors doing her spring cleaning, Rabbit stood outside — listening to crickets, sniffing the clear spring air, feeling the not-quite-warmth of the almost-setting sun on her fur, and watching dogwood petals drift across the meadow.


Thoughts of her usual outdoor activities — chores and errands; ingredient-gathering for teas and candles and potions; her daily walks; even reading or painting in the meadow — floated away with the dogwood petals and the crickets’ songs, as Rabbit remembered that sometimes all she really needed to do was appreciate the weather, the fresh air, and the beauty of the garden.


(Late April 2024)


Story © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr
This is another cozy Tiny Garden Story in my ongoing series: peaceful 100-word tales that let you read like a kid again. 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 members-only “Private Garden” page. Or click the third button to learn more about my Tiny Garden Stories.

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