Jackrabbits don’t hop like little bunnies. No, jackrabbits lope and trot. They also gallop. I discovered this for the first time when I was six.
One of the things I really love about western Nebraska–besides the wonderful and amazing people in my family who live there–is the beauty of all those wide open spaces. There’s something extra special about the clean purity of the air sweeping over the high plateau (when California isn’t trying to burn to a charred crisp). I love the blue of the sky out west, and the sunflowers in the autumn, and…the jackrabbits year-round.