A hare's movement seems plagued by the flicks and judders of restrained energy, as if carrying an ache that can only be relieved by running. The rest of the time it's as though they're absorbing the earth's energy, tapped into a ley line, shivering with pent-up static

Rob Cowen
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A hare's movement seems plagued by the flicks and judders of restrained energy, as if carrying an ache that can only be relieved by running. The rest of the time it's as though they're absorbing the earth's energy, tapped into a ley line, shivering with pent-up static. The world is a vast, complex thing that defies any instant capture in words. It's not possible to describe the beauty of a sunrise, or the ominous menace of a storm, or the complex interplay between light and dark in a forest clearing.

Source: Common Ground

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