{"id":337,"date":"2007-10-21T21:47:54","date_gmt":"2007-10-22T04:47:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/?p=337"},"modified":"2007-10-21T22:06:13","modified_gmt":"2007-10-22T05:06:13","slug":"fire-weather","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/2007\/10\/fire-weather\/","title":{"rendered":"Fire weather"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>That&#8217;s Autumn in Southern California. Santa Ana winds are blowing. It&#8217;s hot, windy, dry, and very smoky from fires around our valley, but not here&#8230;yet.<\/p>\n<p>We don&#8217;t sleep as well when the wind is blowing, but part of the cause of our wakefulness was a dozen or so palm fronds landing and tumbling on our roof at 4:30 am! Seth is rather leary of the wind. He keeps asking &#8220;Mommy, do you like the wind?&#8221; &#8220;Daddy, what is the wind?&#8221; But he never seems satisfied with any answer.<\/p>\n<p>What I love about the wind is hearing the wind chimes Peter bought in Maine as our honeymoon souvenir.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_7916ps-blog2.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_7916ps-blog2.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When we got home this afternoon from spending some time at Papa&#8217;s house, the yard was strewn with leaves and huge palm fronds and the boys set to work gathering them into a pile. The light was the yellow\/red glow of smoke clouds and there was ash flying through the air and pooling in the corners around the yard.<\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8264ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8264ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8265ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8265ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8267ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8267ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8268ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8268ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8271ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8271ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8272ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8272ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8273ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8273ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/dsc_8274ps-blog.JPG\" alt=\"dsc_8274ps-blog.JPG\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m grateful for God&#8217;s protection during past fire seasons and I&#8217;m trusting Him for this one, too. Now, what to do with all these palm fronds?!?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>That&#8217;s Autumn in Southern California. Santa Ana winds are blowing. It&#8217;s hot, windy, dry, and very smoky from fires around our valley, but not here&#8230;yet. We don&#8217;t sleep as well when the wind is blowing, but part of the cause of our wakefulness was a dozen or so palm fronds landing and tumbling on our [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","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\/337"}],"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=337"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/337\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=337"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=337"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=337"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}