“Cool Weathervanes”

The foxhounds’ mid-winter walk takes us through the Allen’s farm. On the far south side of their property, the “little” house is being renovated for the arrival of young Mr. Allen. The barns, too, are being made decent for his viewing. Chickens bustle about their chicken coop, which is newly adorned with a rifle-shaped weathervane. Mr. Allen comes out to greet us; Daddy compliments him on this new feature. He glows with pride. We think it must be an antique, resurrected from the Allen’s ancestral collections. But no, Mr. Allen tells us, he bought it online after googling “cool weathervanes.”