Dawn, rosy-fingered…

3-16 Dawn

We Rhinos are great morning critters. Some may determine the day by a clock, but Rhinos just hold our breath for the sun to show up. A glimpse of sunlight, and We can get on with ourselves once again. Basking and chewing, idyllic.

Naturally, Dawn provides other signals and portents, like dew-readings, breezes, buggy hummings in the grass, and humidity. We try not to get impatient, but it’s a lot of excitement to withstand, right? And then, Voila! Ba-boom, Dawn! Entirely worth the anticipation, say We.

We try not to take Dawn for granted; Dawn is consistent in showing up, for which We are grateful. Nature does it again!

The taste and texture of dew is very informative, as you doubtless know. Rhinos have studied dew for ages, literally and happily. Yet another area of Expertise, for heaven’s sake!

2 thoughts on “Dawn, rosy-fingered…

  1. Rhino mind must have entered my psyche. While I was walking Sabret in the (once again) dark morning, I realized that for purposes of my private life, I can ignore Daylight Saving Time. Yes, when others are involved it is expedient that we be following the same clock, but I can follow the sun when I am solitary. There is no office awaiting my 8am appearance. I’m free! PS Rosy-fingered dawn is my second favorite ancient modifier. The first, of course, is wine-dark sea.

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