{"id":1229,"date":"2011-08-19T21:42:32","date_gmt":"2011-08-20T03:42:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/?p=1229"},"modified":"2011-08-19T21:42:32","modified_gmt":"2011-08-20T03:42:32","slug":"red-star","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/2011\/08\/19\/red-star\/","title":{"rendered":"Red Star"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As the hot air wraps around me and the dog sniffs at a bush, I stand on the sidewalk looking up at the evening sky and see a red star.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the first one I see. Darkness has fallen all around me, but the sky retains just enough of the passed day that there&#8217;s only this one star.<\/p>\n<p><em>Star light, star bright.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I look around while the dog continues his investigations. There are no clouds in the sky. The rest of the stars will be coming out soon. I quickly look down, not wanting them to come out just yet.<\/p>\n<p>It got up to 107 today. The sixty-fifth day in a row above 100. We&#8217;re four days away from the record. And the reservoirs are now running dry west of Ft. Worth.<\/p>\n<p>I stop to talk to James on the corner. He has been watering the trees his daughters and I planted just as this hot, dry weather turns fierce.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How have you been,&#8221; he asks. He knows it&#8217;s a relevant question for me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Fine,&#8221; I say. &#8220;I am in Houston a lot. How have you been?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He says that he&#8217;s applying for a job with a company that preps rooms before the installation of big medical scanners. It&#8217;ll take him on the road, but he has no choice. The market for painting and drywall work has dried up here, and it&#8217;s been a difficult summer for his family. His wife is working hard hours at a pharmacy, and his daughters are in elementary and high school. It&#8217;s a hard time for him to be away, but it will be steady work.<\/p>\n<p>We shake hands, and he walks me half way down the block to say goodbye.<\/p>\n<p>The sky is black now, lit up by stars. Cygnus is flying across the heavens high in the southern sky. That one red star now has plenty of company.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As the hot air wraps around me and the dog sniffs at a bush, I stand on the sidewalk looking up at the evening sky and see a red star. It&#8217;s the first one I see. Darkness has fallen all around me, but the sky retains just enough of the passed day that there&#8217;s only [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[34,3],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1229"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1229"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1229\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1230,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1229\/revisions\/1230"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1229"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1229"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1229"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}