Signs of Wisdom

One of my handicaps here in Red State is that I haven't lived here very long, and thus have no gut sense or even memory of what a "typical" year or season looks like. I remember the grass being short and slow-growing in the fall by comparison with what it's doing this spring; is that because the fall was dry, fall not spring, the spring unusually wet, or the spring being spring? I simply don't know what my observations mean, as I have no context for them.

It's wetter now than it was in the fall, wetter and lusher than I remember from the summer. That is the extent of my knowledge.

Except for one thing. Local wisdom, conveniently displayed for all to see, on local signboards.

Usually the signs don't say much. Those in front of churches tend to offer either Come to Jesus welcome/threats, or mildly humorous/irritating homilies that depend on a weak pun for the humor. Other businesses tout new products, exhort viewers to call for carpet cleaning, remind you that your car is in need of a wash, and so on.

But there are a couple of signs that can be counted on for genuinely funny comments. One guy is a very regular "poster"; he has something up new every week, and sometimes every day, when he's on a roll. The other guy doesn't post much beyond his store's weekly sales, most days, except when something like oil prices or mango exports pushes a button.

So, this week it's been cool and drizzly, and lush and green, and making me homesick for Oregon. I couldn't tell if this was typical late-spring weather, or what. So I was grateful to read these two signs:

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CALL NOAH WE
MAY NEED AN ARK

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WHEN DID WE MOVE
TO SEATTLE?

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Thanks, sign guys!