When Ingrid gave Harry a weather vane for his birthday he was more than pleased. He had always wanted one, and this was the perfect one to get. It was a metal cockerel whose beak turned to indicate the direction of the wind. Below the cockerel were four letters pointing to the directions of North, South, East, and West.
The corner of the roof of the garden shed was the ideal place for it. It could be seen both from the kitchen and the living room windows. Generally speaking, one should know what to wear when one ventured outside. Some wind directions were inclined to be cold; others warm.
The problem was Harry didn’t have a compass. He vaguely knew the direction of North. Having the N-pointer indicating that general direction would be good enough. The S-pointer for South was easy; it was opposite to the N-pointer! When it came to East and West Harry didn’t have any idea which was left and which was right. He imagined standing facing the North Pole with the N-pointer. He knew the capital city was on his right so the E-pointer went that way. The rest was simple; the W-pointer was opposite the East!
How fine it looked from the kitchen window. Ingrid would never be bored by the weather, and nor would he. There! The cockerel turned and was pointing south. So it was a southerly wind! Or should that be northerly? Did the cockerel’s beak in fact point to the direction in which the wind was coming or the direction in which the wind was going? The weather vane had come with no instructions. As for the nomenclature of wind – does a Nor-Wester mean that is the direction the wind is coming from or going to? Then some visiting know-all suggested that the East and West indicators were the wrong way around.
Anyway, it looks lovely from the house. It is an ornamentation; a visual enhancer. It’s been there for seven years now. It’s just that no one knows the way the wind blows.
I think I would like to take a road trip with Harry. We’d never know where we were and no one we know would probably ever see us again., but I’m sure we’d have a grand time wherever the wind decided to blow us.
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One of the most enjoyable vacations I ever had was (as a youth) we decided if we saw a cloud we would drive in the opposite direction! It took us two weeks to get home!
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That sounds wonderful!
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Great pun. 🙂 This is why we still need directions.
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Thank you! I never know myself how to “read” a weather vane!
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I looked out the window this morning and couldn’t tell if the rain was falling up or down.
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Rain clears UP, you dumb blogger. Everyone knows that.
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Ah. That makes sense. You learn something new most days, and forget something every minute.
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That is exactly true.
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I don’t blame Harry for his failure to wrap his brain around that sp
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I don’t blame Harry for his failure to wrap his brain around that sophisticated piece of technology, add to that the unnecessary ambiguities added by directions and winds confounding the watcher of the supremely high tech gadget.
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High tech was never a strong point for me. I’m yet to work out how an abacus works.
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Sometimes not knowing is the best. I have always been confused on which way the wind blows.
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Modern technology like weather vanes. Grrrrr!
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I’ve had this conversation with myself on many occasions and am still none the wiser…
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The picture of the weather vane is my own and I have no clue which is north!
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