Zoos introduce the Public to all sorts of critters. The Public sees that We have feelings and needs. All in all, a Tidy Experience.
Life in the Wild is different. The element of hazard is more dynamic and the resident is challenged to respond to Nature. Immediately. Naturally.
We Rhinos notice that there is little Wild left to inhabit. Although the scale of things varies, We Rhinos are always in the Zoo. Fact.
There is a scientific explanation of why tonight’s full moon is called The Pink Moon. It’s named for a flower called a pink.
It is also a Super Moon, which means ‘Biggest.’ Rhinos have always know the moon could change size, and now it turns out We were right. (If We weren’t, We wouldn’t have mentioned it.)
The pink flower is a Phlox. Yes, pink, but not too tasty.
Rhinos have to do research on many of you Readers’ activities, given that We ourselves own nothing. So We are aware that your schedules may be off-kilter at present.
A suggestion which might hit the right note would be: this is a good time to organize your silverware drawers.
Dress for the occasion. Why not?
Today is National Dandelion Day, and We Rhinos applaud the Dandelion along with all you Readers.
Rhinos judge plants as meals rather than by their appearance. Dandelions are exceptional in Nature’s pantry; every part is edible, from the roots to the leaves to the golden button on top. Yummy.
Dandelions are pretty, but mostly, they are pretty tasty.
Rhinos are devoted to Rain, mostly because it shows up when We have just about had it with dryness. Then, plop-plop-plop, and We are back in business.
It is then that Rhinos practice our skipping and cavorting. And giggling.
Nobody much enjoys being short-tempered. Honest.
Today, being March 31, We Rhinos bid adieu to this month, and welcome the next. BaaaaaaaBye, We say.
We don’t think of these transitions as a Loss. We liked March all right, but have to acknowledge that April has potential. We like to be upbeat.
Natural Curiosity is getting the better of Us.
Plants play by a set of rules We Rhinos only imperfectly grasp. They seem to always agree with one another, at least as We understand things.
Plants are aggressive, certainly. Always on the move, cycling their capacities on some regular, inexplicable course, doing their thing. Give them an opportunity, and they are all over it, literally.
The good news is that they move slowly as a general rule. At least slower than We do, which is our main concern.
Ah, the old question, the Observer and the Observed, to Be or not to Be, on Wednesdays keep your nose clean, etc.
What We Rhinos find is that the curse of the Gallery is Expectation, the idea that a thing must have meaning, one We are comfortable with. Thus the Gallery Expedition is a confirmation, not a reevaluation or exposition. Comfortable but not Stimulating.
The same curse is potent when dealing with friends, foes, and circumstances. Rhinos Beware.
A Rhino Practice, learned young and pursued off and on through life, is assessing one’s own performance on a range of topics.
Just like a Report Card. In this case, the Rhino in question is both the evaluator and the evaluated. Early on, Mom is likely to contribute to the process, but over time that contribution tapers off.
Mostly We get passing grades or better, but not always, sad to say. Ah, well.
Mostly, Rhino days are taken up with basic functions, like eating, sleeping, and watering. We are Nature’s Playthings, after all.
Still, there is always room for Investigation, for Excursions and Expeditions. Every day offers Education, left and right.
That’s what We Rhinos are all about. Experience.
Your Inner Rhino 