{"id":3452,"date":"2015-05-17T20:00:18","date_gmt":"2015-05-18T02:00:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/?p=3452"},"modified":"2015-05-17T20:00:18","modified_gmt":"2015-05-18T02:00:18","slug":"trees-and-toads-and-roaches","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/2015\/05\/17\/trees-and-toads-and-roaches\/","title":{"rendered":"Trees and Toads and Roaches"},"content":{"rendered":"

1.\u00a0<\/h3>\n

The rain continued to fall, today. Hours of it. Delicious hours of it. Half the day. Delicious. At least the trees are likely of that opinion.<\/p>\n

On the other hand, our neighbors a block down the street might see it differently. Runoff there tends to course down the center of their block, racing thru backyards on days like this, assaulting patio doors and flowing out the front if they\u2019re not careful to construct passive (and active) waterworks to divert the torrent.<\/p>\n

And Bill across the street probably doesn\u2019t see it as deliciously as the trees, either, as the saturated ground forced us to call off our planned posthole-digging, fence-moving party today.<\/p>\n

But the trees. (And it really is always about the trees, isn\u2019t it?) The trees must find the rain that we\u2019ve had to be a relief from the brutal drought of the last many years.<\/p>\n

2.<\/span><\/h3>\n

Bang. Slap! BANG!<\/p>\n

A loud slapping-swatting sound came from down the hall.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, oh,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n

I heard a mumble come from the fair and industrious Trudy and the sound of triumphant footsteps crossing the living room floor.<\/p>\n

\u201cWas that what I think it was?”<\/p>\n

Another mumble. \u201cYes\u2026”<\/p>\n

Then from the dining room, she added, \u201cI don\u2019t understand why those big roaches won\u2019t just stay outside.”<\/p>\n

Probably because they are fleeing the rain the trees find to be so delicious And probably because they are fleeing the toads whose song we can hear out back at this very moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

1.\u00a0 The rain continued to fall, today. Hours of it. Delicious hours of it. Half the day. Delicious. At least the trees are likely of that opinion. On the other hand, our neighbors a block down the street might see it differently. Runoff there tends to course down the center of their block, racing thru […]<\/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":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452"}],"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=3452"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3453,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3452\/revisions\/3453"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3452"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3452"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3452"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}