{"id":10978,"date":"2015-06-09T13:21:23","date_gmt":"2015-06-09T19:21:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=10978"},"modified":"2015-06-09T13:23:36","modified_gmt":"2015-06-09T19:23:36","slug":"escape","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2015\/06\/escape\/","title":{"rendered":"Escape"},"content":{"rendered":"

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We made our escape to the cabin on the Smith and Morehouse river for twenty-four hours to inaugurate summer. Somehow almost all I did was sleep in the warm sun coming through the windows of the porch bed, my book open but unread, my doll ready to sew, but untouched. We took a hike Monday morning up the mountain. Later I took a stroll down the tree covered lane to the family cabin and felt my memories whispering inside of me. I felt an ache for family members who are gone and a sadness that the flowers continue to bloom without them. The summers of my childhood played again in my mind as I moved among the trees and flowers at the ranch. As the breeze brushed past, so did the memories; the feelings they invoked so tangible that they tugged my heart until it hurt. Glorious stuff.<\/p>\n

Our plans this summer allow for a lot more time in the woods, plus some time jumping in the waves. My computer is not working and I type this post with my thumbs and forefingers on my phone. I am taking it as a sign that I should take a break from the blog for a while. I go through times when I feel foolish for needing to write an insignificant blog. I’m having one of those times. Plus, the clutter in my house needs some attention. Does anyone want about 1\/3 of our stuff?<\/p>\n

I hope you know that I appreciate you stopping by. Thank you!<\/p>\n

-A<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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