{"id":961,"date":"2011-05-30T09:57:27","date_gmt":"2011-05-30T13:57:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.old.caraghobrien.com\/book\/?p=961"},"modified":"2011-05-30T10:27:17","modified_gmt":"2011-05-30T14:27:17","slug":"from-the-hammock","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/miscellaneous\/from-the-hammock\/","title":{"rendered":"From the Hammock"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"Arguably, the most productive thing I\u2019ve done this weekend is mow the grass.\u00a0 Not that anyone\u2019s arguing.\u00a0 I also spent an entire day in the hammock reading, mixed up an icy pitcher of home-made lemonade, and watched my daughter make a pear and peach pie from scratch.\u00a0 Then I ate a wedge or two.<\/p>\n

We know how to slow down, here in Connecticut, come Memorial Day weekend.\u00a0 A neighbor stopped by with her dog to bring me a flyer about a potluck and sat in a lawn chair to catch up for a bit.\u00a0 My son had four guys sleep over in the boy cave, playing League of Legends until the middle of the night.\u00a0 I opened all the windows in the church when I arrived early yesterday morning, hoping to cool it down a little before the service, and one of the elderly parishioners joked that the circulation should be tolerable as long as we didn\u2019t get an arctic blast.<\/p>\n

\"\"We\u2019re having a stretch of days so green and lush that every leaf and blade of grass is the same ripe, primal color, and I don\u2019t need a prophecy of doom to remind me we are now living in The Garden.\u00a0 This is innocence, untroubled paradise, a moment to store up while elsewhere the world contends with tornados and war.\u00a0 We\u2019ll get our share of loss again, like we have had in the past.\u00a0 We\u2019ll pay for our wisdom.\u00a0 We\u2019ll mourn.\u00a0 It is Memorial Day, after all, and far away in another state, my father\u2019s grave has yet to see its stone marker, but today I\u2019ll honor the once-alive by living myself, and relish from my hammock the fecund beauty of May.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Arguably, the most productive thing I\u2019ve done this weekend is mow the grass.\u00a0 Not that anyone\u2019s arguing.\u00a0 I also spent an entire day in the hammock reading, mixed up an icy pitcher of home-made lemonade, and watched my daughter make a pear and peach pie from scratch.\u00a0 Then I ate a wedge or two. We […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-961","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/961","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=961"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/961\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":967,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/961\/revisions\/967"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=961"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=961"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=961"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}