The little one on the right is Sherbet. He is asking questions of his Uncle Herbert.  Like 'Are you my Uncle or my Great Great Uncle?' and 'Why don't rabbits have pouches?'.  Herb tells long and windy stories that are interesting but usually don't answer Sherbets' questions. 

I was reminded of this painting because I saw rabbits in the sand hills at the beach today.  Last year I had a creative season of everything in my paintings were being blown around by the wind.  I was playing around with thin layers of watercolour.