{"id":3711,"date":"2016-02-06T15:23:12","date_gmt":"2016-02-06T21:23:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/?p=3711"},"modified":"2016-02-06T15:28:24","modified_gmt":"2016-02-06T21:28:24","slug":"gnarly-apple-trees","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/2016\/02\/06\/gnarly-apple-trees\/","title":{"rendered":"Gnarly Apple Trees"},"content":{"rendered":"

Do you remember those apple trees? Those gnarly <\/em>apple trees?\u00a0<\/p>\n

There was the easy one.<\/em> Just around the corner from the clubhouse. The room we called the clubhouse that was attached to the back corner of the barn. The room with the dirt floor and the door that you had to push hard to open. The room with shelves of boxes of treasures that didn\u2019t seem to have been touched in centuries. The clubhouse with a window looking out into the Jone\u2019s yard until Bunka and his cousin built that stone fireplace just outside. The easy tree was just around the corner from there.<\/p>\n

And then there was the row of the others.<\/em> Were there two or three in that row? I remember three just outside the shed on the backside of the barn where we got wood for making swords. Just uphill from the Sycamore that Nani and Bunka planted somewhere near the tetherball pole hole that we were never able to find again. Those were the trees that Ben and Burt climbed.<\/p>\n

But oh, the easy one\u2026 Its low branches bent out so gracefully over the lawn, and it was a breeze to climb. With only a slight pang of (unregretted) inferiority and not a moment of hesitation, I remember preferring it to the harder ones every time, because you didn\u2019t have to jump so far to get down. And because that tree whispered to me every time I walked by.<\/p>\n

You remember them, I know you do.\u00a0You just mentioned them as something that is woven into the you who you are. Me, too. Let\u2019s go climb them, shall we?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Do you remember those apple trees? Those gnarly apple trees?\u00a0 There was the easy one. Just around the corner from the clubhouse. The room we called the clubhouse that was attached to the back corner of the barn. The room with the dirt floor and the door that you had to push hard to open. […]<\/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\/3711"}],"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=3711"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3711\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3713,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3711\/revisions\/3713"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3711"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3711"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/augerhandle.net\/blogs\/jumpingfish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3711"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}