It is not always easy for Us Rhinos to derive meaning from Art. Even when honest efforts are made to explain it, We often have to mosey along, thinking, “huh?”.
Or, when the day is over, We might want to wander back and take another look.
And then We might think, “hm-hmmm.”
Many of our YIR Readers can count past three (unlike ourselves), so We made inquiries. We are reliably informed that the song, ‘The Twelves Days of Christmas’, has a loyal following.
Due to prior commitments We have been unable to focus on this carol, until today, which is the 11th Day of Christmas.
And here, in honor of the occasion, is a Piper Piping.
On January 4, 1896, Utah became a state, officially. As usual, there are fine folk there, and a bunch of accomplishments to which they point with pride.
Utah is home to lots of Astonishing Geography, all sorts of shapes and sizes. We are told these Triumphs are sculpted with some Wind, some Water, and incalculable amounts of Time. And a lot of Rock. Nature can and does do just about Everything worth knowing about.
Rhinos get all overwrought in the face of it all.
Alaska was admitted as the 49th state on February 3, 1959. It is the biggest state by far; it is twice as big as Texas, and you could toss in New Mexico as well. It gets a lot of light, or a lot of dark, depending on the season.
Alaska has the highest mountain in North America, Denali. It used to be called Mount McKinley. Before it was called anything, it was simply a really high mountain, which was fine with the critters who lived there.
Rhinos can’t quite understand how the impact of this Natural Phenomenon could be enhanced by one title or another.
Georgia was admitted to the United States on January 2, 1788.
All states, no matter how flat or bumpy have a high and low place. States with coastal turf have that as the low point. And the high point is figured out from there. We don’t know how they figure it out; don’t ask Us. We always imagined it was done with a big ball of string, but were informed otherwise.
Georgia has much to recommend it. Lucky for them, and Lucky for Us.
To the extent that Rhinos can conceive of a decade, We welcome the 2020s. Years ago, there was a 1920s, one full of Pizzazz.
So anyhow, it was a Hot Time, and that is always good, until things went Haywire.
So YIR is happy when you get happy. But there is the Limit, and Time will give you a demo, We promise. It did in 1929.
Tra La La, etc., with all ‘Your inner Rhino’s best wishes for a Fulfilling 2020.
(YIR Tip: Shredded greens make great confetti, plus it’s edible.)
Happy New Year, one and all.
We at ‘Your Inner Rhino‘ thought We would wish Us all 20/20 Vision, to the extent that it is possible or desirable.
In 2020.
New Year’s Eve is probably most meaningful to Critters who keep track of the Calendar. Rhinos are not much attuned to fretting with the particulars of Time, but We try to get into the Spirit of the Moment.
This thing on the wall is as much a calendar as anything else Rhinos notice. There is too much to preoccupy our minds to fuss with Numbers. After Three, that is.
Still, there’s a Festivity, so that grabs our attention! Break out the Confetti, and Rhinos are front and center!! Confettitators, from Way Back.
A brief update on the 50 States- count’em:50!- Project. As We march into the new decade, ‘Your Inner Rhino‘ has 10 states to go. January is very busy, and then 3 more in February. And that, dear Readers, will be that.
Vigilant Readers have pointed out an editorial mistake on Iowa’s state post, which has been addressed. It takes a big critter to admit to error, but We Rhinos qualify, no argument. No offense intended, Nebraska.
While We’re here, We at ‘Your Inner Rhino‘ invite suggestions for future posts. No party politics, no violence, nothing unkind. We speak to our own faults, not other folks’.
Your Inner Rhino 