{"id":3601,"date":"2013-02-13T08:01:51","date_gmt":"2013-02-13T12:01:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/?p=3601"},"modified":"2013-02-26T10:40:55","modified_gmt":"2013-02-26T14:40:55","slug":"enjoy-your-morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/2013\/02\/enjoy-your-morning\/","title":{"rendered":"Enjoy Your Morning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It is that time of morning when the wood around and the road ahead are different shades of brown and grey. And the trees of the wood are taught toward the pre-dawn sky. I am sifting salt onto our cracked asphalt driveway from my blue, plastic, Maxwell House coffee container. The older kind that had a handle instead of mere indentations. It would be appropriate, here and now, to say that &#8220;they don&#8217;t make &#8217;em like they used to.&#8221; And that can be said often and in many ways, but not right now because this pre-dawn is exceptional like all before it and all that will come after.<\/p>\n<p>I am melting off the rest of Monday&#8217;s frozen rain and Tuesday&#8217;s sleet. I&#8217;ve not had to shovel this morning &#8211; to wake the reverend or the doctor &#8211; caused their dogs to bark. And it&#8217;s the bark of the dogs that is the catalyst of morning&#8217;s forward progress. In their absence, our fraction of a finger of the world holds its breath a moment longer, pulls the covers up a little higher, and lets the hues of brown and grey hang around while I drink my coffee and ascend the driveway.<\/p>\n<p><em>Written in red ink on a white legal pad from 6:40 am to 7:00 am on Wednesday, February 13th, 2013 in our kitchen at the Double Dogleg in Traverse City, Michigan.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It is that time of morning when the wood around and the road ahead are different shades of brown and grey. And the trees of the wood are taught toward the pre-dawn sky. I am sifting salt onto our cracked asphalt driveway from my blue, plastic, Maxwell House coffee container. The older kind that had [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28,26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3601","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-20-minutes","category-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3601","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3601"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3601\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3629,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3601\/revisions\/3629"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3601"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3601"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/yugflog.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3601"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}