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.
Today is Tomorrow’s Yesterday.
Many truths are complex, or they are for Us Rhinos.
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?
Rhinos are aware that We spend our time choosing how We are spending our time. We do this, or that or perhaps this, but tomorrow.
The emotional component, the sense of Urgency, is something We supply to enhance the choice. That’s what makes most choices memorable; that flip-out App.
Rhinos like drama, in theory. We mostly practice it in our daily lives. Peanut butter or tuna? Oh dear, oh dear!
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 an intrepid group, but We like to think We are not entirely foolish.
When We greet a situation which looks like it is out of our league, We do what We can to find an alternative route. Immediately. And We keep moving. Away.
Courage laced with Common Sense. Very Rhino.
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.
Every day, We Rhinos like to sing the praises of Grass. It comes in a zillion forms and flavors, it’s everywhere.
Grass is only about 55 million years old, like the Rhino Family. But Rhinos didn’t invent Grass; Nature did, making many happy critters, Rhinos and Friends.
Still, We Rhinos do encourage Grass at every opportunity. Seems like the least We can do.
There is an old African Proverb that goes: No matter how you wash a goat, it still smells like a goat.
This is the sort of wisdom that encourages Rhinos, worldwide. We will always smell Rhino.
What reminder could be more welcome?
April has its merry pranks, all concentrated on Day #1. For the gullible Rhino, the day can seem long indeed.
It’s too good, or intriguing, or mesmerizing, or fattening to be true? Very possibly, yes.
On April 1, best to assume you are navigating The Danger Zone.
Your Inner Rhino 