{"id":6900,"date":"2011-01-11T21:37:14","date_gmt":"2011-01-12T03:37:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fromthefrontporch.com\/WPBlog\/?p=6900"},"modified":"2023-09-18T10:45:25","modified_gmt":"2023-09-18T17:45:25","slug":"the-woods-i-live-in","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/2011\/01\/the-woods-i-live-in\/","title":{"rendered":"The woods I live in"},"content":{"rendered":"

My name is on the deed and I have probably called them my woods on occasion but I have always felt more steward than owner and I believe that is as it should be.<\/p>\n

I had these woods logged – for the health of the woods and for fire safety…theirs and mine.<\/p>\n

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For the past 5 months plus 11 days especially, these woods have been my steward. <\/p>\n

I have been able to relax with Karl in the last weeks, but there were weeks when I kept him very close – watching, being with him. I walked the woods in pitch dark, tethered to him, trying not to interfere with him and not once did I trip or fall…something I am able to do easily in daylight hours on my own :)!<\/p>\n

One night, he had an intestinal bug – I believe unrelated to everything else. It came on quickly…you know the thing – the vomit\/diarrhea bug that makes you want to sleep on the bathroom floor. We were out in the woods through the night, nearly on the hour until 3 a.m. when it started to slow down. It was November. It was snowing. Thankfully it was not cold – not arctic cold as it had been the week before.<\/p>\n

I have never been afraid in these woods – day or night. I am watchful and I listen. I watch Karl and the birds and the deer and the only thing I have ever felt was peace. <\/p>\n

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The woods I live in.<\/p>\n

An hour after Sunrise.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Tuesday 1\/11\/2011 Stewardship<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,18,22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6900","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-front-porch-musings","category-spirituality","category-woods"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6900","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6900"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6900\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21659,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6900\/revisions\/21659"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6900"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6900"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beardogco.com\/theroadhome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6900"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}