Day 149, Snowball

This cybis porcelain rabbit was in our house when I was growing up. My mom gave it to my a few years after I moved out of the house, and I think of her every time I dust it. I think of my mom more often than that, which is good. ‘Cause only thinking about your mom twice a year would be bad.

I read somewhere that the artist’s inspiration for the piece was a small rabbit that he almost mistakenly scooped up when he was reaching down for some snow to make a snowball.

Imagine the expression on the kid who might have gotten a bunny rabbit thrown in his face.

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