Coincidental Rabbit

"Coincidence is the word we use when we can't see the levers and pulleys." - Emma Bull

During our trip to Washington, DC last month, we visited the National Gallery of Art.  We saw this statue in the garden outside the building and I thought it was kind of odd. 

A thinking rabbit on a rock.  And he was quite large.  A lot larger than myself. 

Today I took the kids to Tulsa's Philbrook Museum of Art because it is still H-O-T, hot outside and we're getting bored watching SpongeBob.  We decided to check out the garden area and guess who we found?

"Thinking Rabbit on Rock" I believe was his official title.  But I'd call him "Brother Rabbit" because I've already met his larger brother. 
 
I'm not artsy.  I'm not particulary interested in art that doesn't come from a pencil held by my own children.  I do, however, think it strange that in a single summer in my life, I've thought a statue was strange, not once, but twice, half-way across the country from one another in the span of a little over a month. 
 
Now what does this all mean??  Maybe I should find a rock and think on it.