No. 68:  Rabbit Redux. Having so recently ascended Nimble Rabbit Mountain, he now felt the urge to sculpt a rabbit in honour of that eccentric, peak experience.  He started with a big block of stone, but the longer he worked on it, the more of the stone he scraped and whittled away.  It was like cleaning a fish--until there was no fish left at all.  He thought then of Giacometti, and managed to put on the brakes in time to leave behind a perky little rabbit that was smaller than the real thing.  I need to be less ambitious, he thought to himself.  Or more..

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