March is an unpredictable month, weather-wise. A bit cantankerous, all things considered.

But to focus on Umbrellas, We wanted to remind you all of the Paraneige, the umbrella designed to fend off Snow. And yes, these do exist.

The Rhino demand for them is limited, since We don’t live where it snows, but you can believe that if We did, We would try to get one, to be on the safe side.

We Rhinos are seldom at a loss for material and points of view. We find ourselves just as interesting as We hope you do. So in our own Rhinoway, We are experts and authorities.

Where the train leaves the track is, when We confront our modern technical limitations. We enjoy sharing our ways and colorful, shimmering pasts, but the process often requires insights and skills which We lack. We try, but our sense of confidence is iffy. Shaky, you might say.

What is for certain is that computers were not invented by Rhinos. The Logic associated with a keyboard is toooo refined for Us. We curse and whine, but these lengths do not produce competence, which is a frustration and a pity. We kid thee not.

The title offers a clue about this theme, though the drawing is from 2020, or possibly 2021 or maybe 2023. ?

We like to think of this piece as a “Classic”, whether it merits the title or no. The art was originally titled “Stormy Weather”. (Note the lower right corner.)

Inside Information… approximately. This is titled the Worm Moon, though just what is so worm-some about it, is a mystery for Us Rhinos.

Rhinos are designed to confront many Natural Mysteries. Perhaps not to understand them, but to absorb them? Yes. Very Rhino, as you doubtless know, right down to your sneakers.

Exciting, if you don’t let it tie your mind into knots.

See yas at the Crossroads. And then some.

Ah, Yes, it is Spring Cleaning time, once again. Rhinos are attuned to these Moments, as often as not. Nonetheless, our haziness about how to tidy up Nature is renowned. As far as We can see, Nature has an agenda all its own, and does not require Rhino input.

That said, even We Rhinos don’t care a lot for our hit-and-miss thoughts. There may be places for Us to store our memories and preferences, but We have no clue about using them. Sad to say, any observer would agree.

We fear there will be no Clean Sweep 2024 for Us. Yet again.

Well, Curses and Oddsbodkins, We have had yet another merry escapade, exercising our Ineptitude. As you can see, some sort of minor triumph has been scored, and We can only improve from here. Computer Confusion is far-from-delightful, but possibly you Readers know that already.

In all candor, We feel pretty good about getting ourselves together, given Time. That is the frustrated upbeat stuff We are feeding ourselves. We don’t want to strum that Banjo too loudly, but there is hope.

We were lucky that our Expert-cum-laude was available to shape matters up, and We are grateful that there are 1) folk who know what they are doing, and 2) that they will come to the rescue. Very nice.

Today is the Official First Day of Spring, 2024.

Rejoice. We Rhinos do. Lots to anticipate!

When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure ’tis like a morn in spring-

In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing.

When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay,

And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure they steal your heart away.

The YIR Staff are wild with glee to announce that our computer has decided to allow the Art Department to get on with its business. Much relief, here in Mudville, and no kidding.

Well, hello all, from ‘YourInnerRhino’. Yesterday’s technical problems have lingered, so here We are, using a funny photo discovered yesterday. (We couldn’t find who took the photo, but We offer our thanks, just the same.)

Fond regards,

The Staff