ho hum

Rhinos are seldom bored and that’s a fact. There are too many items to contemplate in the average day, too many matters to attend to, too many plants (meals) to inspect and scents to appraise.

But every once in a while, a Rhino may encounter Boredom, a disinterest in attending to business.

Interestingly, Boredom depends upon the cooperation of the Bored.

The Granite State

New Hampshire  was the 9th State, admitted June 21, 1788. There is nothing to prove that Snowfall was invented in New Hampshire, but there isn’t much to prove it wasn’t.

New Hampshire gets plenty of Winter, but make no mistake: for the native Critters, it can be demanding in the Wild.

Rhinos seldom live in New Hampshire year round. We visit, We enjoy the beauty of the territory. Still, We are not good at winter sports. When you weigh in over a ton, slipping is only funny in theory.

 

The Mountain State

West Virginia was established by Congress as the 35th State today in 1863, separating from Virginia at that time.

West Virginia seems a bit confused about whether it is the Northernmost Southern State, or the Southernmost Northern State. It is too tricky a discussion for Rhinos to voice, or even have, an opinion.

One thing We can tell you is, the Rhododendron is West Virginia’s state flower. Rhino Alert: Rhododendrons are not good for you, so look but don’t nibble. Really.

Ether this or that

Much of the time, We Rhinos assume We are holding it together. We play our assigned part, happily. We are orderly and thus, somewhat predictable.

However, in the face of Artistic Fervor, We expand and join the Muse in unpredictable magic. We become one with the greater Quintessence. We disintegrate as soloists and become one with the Whole Choir.

Pretty pleasant, when it happens.

Hail, Arkansas!

 

Song: The Arkansas Traveler (with partially amended lyrics.)

Oh once upon a time in Arkansas,   A Rhino sat at his little cabin door
And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear,  A jolly old tune that he played by ear.

It was raining hard but the fiddler didn’t care.  He sawed away at the popular air.
Though his rooftop leaked like a waterfall,  That didn’t seem to bother the Rhino at all.*

A catchy old backwoods song from Arkansas, the Natural State. What nickname could recommend a state more highly?

*FYI:There are more excellent verses: http://www.bluegrasslyrics.com/song/arkansas-traveler/