Hopping into Spring

At this time of year, when it's dry and warm, the pademelons like to find sunny spots in the garden to spend a quiet hour or two considering the Riemann hypothesis, cogitating on string theory or composing sestinas in the style of Ezra Pound*.

And sometimes they just sit around, soaking up the warmth and introducing the next generation to the joys of doing nothing at all in the sun.

It's Topo Gigio!

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* Go on. Prove that they don't.