
Noah's up next. God, standing on a stool to emphasis relative position in the hierarchy, tips off Noah and suggests sternly about switching from gardening to boat-building. Noahs wife gets the message too, just in case. Noah and his family engage in their new trade, Noah checks the cubits.

The Ark is complete, the animals have been rounded up and dutifully marched on board, two by two. The big G brings on the rain, previously used to help the garden grow. Maybe there's a note of wistful misgiving here on G's continence.

The family and animals on the Ark feel the usual discomforts and anxieties of a forty day storm, and the dove flies off to find news of dry land.

The first trip is a cropper, and the weary bird is dispatched again. There may have been a rainbow covenant, I may have missed the picture, or it was lost in translation. With all three stories this time, English was limited to Gail's Q & A afterward.

In the Muslim tradition, the animals get a bit cranky about the shortage of food. That's next.
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