We are going to be away on a Great Trip, the Staff and I, with high hopes for a good time.

Because I am modestly equipped for electronic gymnastics, there will be, I believe, no post after this until Sunday. Or Monday, maybe.

So this is a fond quasi-adieu, with every expectation that We will be back with y’all shortly.

We Rhinos have never been certain about who the “he” is, referred to in this quote of Mr. Heine’s. He lived about 200 years ago, so We may never know.

But in a blinding moment of insight, it occurred to Us that Heine was referring to his alter-ego, his interior Self. He knows he is only partially aware most of the time, dotted with moments of insight. Heine’s Inner Rhino saves the day! (We surmise.)

That idea may let Us see how Mr. Heine functioned, and makes his writing more clear. Right? It’s hard to play Solitaire without a full deck. Who would know bettter than We do?

Mr. Heine, 1797-1856, was a fellow who expressed himself without too much sugar and spice.

He mostly stuck to the basics. Sort of refreshing, from a Rhino point of view.

Rhinos are perfectly willing to admit our own potential for Foolishness. So if each of Us is capable of a zillion samples of Foolishness, per day, it follows that … well, it follows something.

Lots of Foolishness to go around., that is the moral.

Oh, that Heinrich Heine! What a snappy guy.

And his thoughts all feel so familiar, if a wee-bit merciless. Well, every thought on the planet doesn’t originate at Hallmark Cards.

Indeed, most Rhinos don’t get many Hallmark Cards; though We do like mail when it shows up.

Heinrich Heine (1787-1856) puts thing in perspective. Not just as one might suppose words of comfort might be offered, but helping to focus on the follow-up to distress.

Rhinos are not hard-hearted, but We find that resolving deep emotion is a challenging business.

Today We begin a short series of posts ‘inspired’ by Herr Heinrich Heine, a German Romantic poet with a wry point of view. We are not focusing on poems or rhyme, but on his pithy observations- which Rhinos admire.

From time to time, the YIR Staff confuses one thing with another, usually on a miinor point but not always. The past few days offer an example thereof.

Somebody mistook the date of International Elephant Day, deciding it was the same as International Rhino Day. Whoops, but no. Elephants do their fiesta in August, We are now informed.

So today here We Rhinos salute Elephants, having missed the boat in August. We could not locate a model for our picture, but you probably get the idea. The label should help.

In celebration of Rabbits. This is their day and who are We Rhinos to begrudge it?

Hippity, Hoppity, say We.