{"id":832,"date":"2008-04-05T04:59:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-05T04:59:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=832"},"modified":"2014-10-01T03:47:38","modified_gmt":"2014-10-01T03:47:38","slug":"woodland-stirrings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=832","title":{"rendered":"Woodland stirrings&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\">I <a href=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=859\">made it back this week to the woods and the little brook<\/a> to see the beginnings of Spring emerging&#8230;<\/span><br \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/beauties.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/beauties-200x300.jpg\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599415378498018\" style=\"cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;\" \/><\/a><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\">There were just a few Spring Beauties blooming, hidden among the more vigorous periwinkle. The miracle here is in the beginning&#8230; the budding that is happening everywhere in the woods. The willows are impatient, as are the swamp maples with their reddish haze; both reaching from their winter nakedness to the early sunlight for encouragement.<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_YcXlERVmPdE\/R_bzGZ0b0dI\/AAAAAAAABTo\/mAsmqfw_yr0\/s800-h\/earlytroutlily.jpg\"><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/earlytroutlily-200x300.jpg\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599312299282898\" style=\"cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;\" \/><\/span><\/a><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\">Flecks of gold from an early trout lily nestled in the fallen leaves of winter. Here is beauty perfected&#8230; ephemeral yet timeless in its allure. No sooner will they bloom and they&#8217;ll begin to fade, a part of the process and wonder of the season.<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_YcXlERVmPdE\/R_bzCJ0b0cI\/AAAAAAAABTg\/SjdPg4sMVCs\/s800-h\/squill.jpg\"><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/squill-200x300.jpg\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599239284838850\" style=\"cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;\" \/><\/span><\/a><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\">Squill was the flower of the moment this day and the early bees were paying attention to its carpet of offerings, however slight their nectar. My father always claimed Spring as his favorite season and as much as I love the Fall, I&#8217;m seeing now how we need Spring, or our hearts need the Spring and the chance to participate with time and sunshine; to be a part of that partnership.<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_YcXlERVmPdE\/R_by4J0b0bI\/AAAAAAAABTY\/8C_6BFwQxoI\/s800-h\/lukawithsquill.jpg\"><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/lukawithsquill-200x300.jpg\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185599067486146994\" style=\"cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;\" \/><\/span><\/a><span style=\"font-size: 85%;\">The photographer&#8217;s assistant was most interested in partnering with the forest faeries to cast shade where it wasn&#8217;t wanted, or to set his rear on the prettiest patches of Squill to compete with their handsomeness, or to sample the edibility of fresh Skunk Cabbage leaves&#8230; (&#8220;Ick&#8221;, says Luka.)<\/p>\n<p>Spring. Have you tasted it yet?<\/p>\n<p>\ud83d\ude09<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I made it back this week to the woods and the little brook to see the beginnings of Spring emerging&#8230;There were just a few Spring Beauties blooming, hidden among the more vigorous periwinkle. The miracle here is in the beginning&#8230; the budding that is happening everywhere in the woods. The willows are impatient, as are &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=832\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Woodland stirrings&#8230;<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3202,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[19,27,3,2,6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/832"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=832"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/832\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3202"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=832"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=832"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=832"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}