{"id":3254,"date":"2008-12-14T21:25:08","date_gmt":"2008-12-15T05:25:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/entries\/tangerines-and-wreaths\/"},"modified":"2008-12-14T21:25:08","modified_gmt":"2008-12-15T05:25:08","slug":"tangerines-and-wreaths","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/2008\/12\/tangerines-and-wreaths\/","title":{"rendered":"Tangerines and Wreaths"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5141ps-1.jpg\" title=\" diggin\u2019 in the dirt together, three boys and a dog.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5141ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" diggin\u2019 in the dirt together, three boys and a dog.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5142ps-1.jpg\" title=\" taken from my bedroom window, Ian picked a tangerine for himself\u2026\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5142ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" taken from my bedroom window, Ian picked a tangerine for himself\u2026\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5144ps-1.jpg\" title=\" climbed up the bank to the shade and sat down to peel and enjoy his snack!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5144ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" climbed up the bank to the shade and sat down to peel and enjoy his snack!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5145ps-1.jpg\" title=\" notice one shoe is missing. :-)\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5145ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" notice one shoe is missing. :-)\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5147ps-1.jpg\" title=\" I took this out of the kitchen window. I had made him clean up his bunk bed and in the process he found his adventure gear. Here it looks like he\u2019s fencing.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5147ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" I took this out of the kitchen window. I had made him clean up his bunk bed and in the process he found his adventure gear. Here it looks like he\u2019s fencing.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5148ps-1.jpg\" title=\" After sheathing his sword he picks up this pipe to sound a rousing blast of \u201cDoodoodoo!!!\u201d\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5148ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" After sheathing his sword he picks up this pipe to sound a rousing blast of \u201cDoodoodoo!!!\u201d\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5151ps-1.jpg\" title=\" Next he pulls his telescope out of his belt to take a look around\u2026\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5151ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" Next he pulls his telescope out of his belt to take a look around\u2026\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5152ps-1.jpg\" title=\" then puts it away to come running in the house to tell me he spotted the city maintenance men drive upto fix our fence! He\u2019s all set for his next adventure!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5152ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" then puts it away to come running in the house to tell me he spotted the city maintenance men drive upto fix our fence! He\u2019s all set for his next adventure!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5153ps-1.jpg\" title=\" After a wonderful afternoon in LA with Grandma Guy celebrating her 91st birthday (I forgot to take my camera) we got home in just enough time to make a wreath!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5153ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" After a wonderful afternoon in LA with Grandma Guy celebrating her 91st birthday (I forgot to take my camera) we got home in just enough time to make a wreath!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5155ps-1.jpg\" title=\" before heading to church for AWANA. Yes, those are very chapped lips on Jerome.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5155ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" before heading to church for AWANA. Yes, those are very chapped lips on Jerome.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5156ps-1.jpg\" title=\" We had a lot of fun making this wreath out of trimmings from our tree, and the boys gathered the pinecones from under the trees and rolled them in glitter glue!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5156ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" We had a lot of fun making this wreath out of trimmings from our tree, and the boys gathered the pinecones from under the trees and rolled them in glitter glue!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5157ps-1.jpg\" title=\" It\u2019s our first wreath, so I was going to drive a nail above the door\u2026\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5157ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" It\u2019s our first wreath, so I was going to drive a nail above the door\u2026\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5158ps-1.jpg\" title=\" but there wasn\u2019t time. :-)\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5158ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" but there wasn\u2019t time. :-)\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5161ps-1.jpg\" title=\" The next day all the boys are playing outside again and I notice Ian toddeling down to the avocado tree carrying a stool?\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5161ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" The next day all the boys are playing outside again and I notice Ian toddeling down to the avocado tree carrying a stool?\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5163ps-1.jpg\" title=\" Ha! He wanted to climb the tree like he sees Jerome doing all the time.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5163ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" Ha! He wanted to climb the tree like he sees Jerome doing all the time.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5165ps-1.jpg\" title=\" Except the stool didn\u2019t work as well as he thought. You see him yelling at me to help him!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5165ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" Except the stool didn\u2019t work as well as he thought. You see him yelling at me to help him!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5166ps-1.jpg\" title=\" He sat there patting the tree and saying \u201cTee!\u201d over and over again! He was so happy there he didn\u2019t want to get down so I left him sitting up there for a while, and he loved it!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5166ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" He sat there patting the tree and saying \u201cTee!\u201d over and over again! He was so happy there he didn\u2019t want to get down so I left him sitting up there for a while, and he loved it!\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5170ps-1.jpg\" title=\" he was putting \u201cclogs\u201d (as Seth says it) of dirt in the bastket? I still haven\u2019t asked him about that one.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5170ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" he was putting \u201cclogs\u201d (as Seth says it) of dirt in the bastket? I still haven\u2019t asked him about that one.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5171ps-1.jpg\" title=\" Seth doesn\u2019t quite climb trees yet, either.\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5171ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" Seth doesn\u2019t quite climb trees yet, either.\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5173ps-1.jpg\" title=\" But he asked me to take his picture :-)\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5173ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" But he asked me to take his picture :-)\" \/><\/a><a rel=\"lightbox[tangandwreaths]\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5174ps-1.jpg\" title=\" \u201cThen up.\u201d he said. He wanted me to turn the camera. :-) I lOVE my boys!\"><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_5174ps-1.thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\" \u201cThen up.\u201d he said. He wanted me to turn the camera. :-) I lOVE my boys!\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3254"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3254"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3254\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}