Last night I checked on the baby bunnies. There are six or so, and they were huddled in groups in the planter, soaking wet from the rain. I try not to interfere too much with Mother Nature, but I knew I would not sleep with their pathetic beady little eyes drilling into my brain. So I laid a board across the planter, providing some cover yet leaving room for mama to get in there and attend to them. (Where is she?!?) This morning only two remained. I don't know if the others hopped out or mama moved them or what. Just in case these two want out but can't negotiate the sides of the planter, I'll put a brick in there tonight to serve as their step to freedom.
And then a hawk will probably eat them.