{"id":3159,"date":"2017-09-07T11:16:19","date_gmt":"2017-09-07T18:16:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=3159"},"modified":"2017-09-07T11:16:19","modified_gmt":"2017-09-07T18:16:19","slug":"bumblebees-and-butterflies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/bumblebees-and-butterflies\/","title":{"rendered":"Bumblebees and Butterflies"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My gaze was transfixed by a clump of vegetation rooted in the sand distinguished by its tiny purple and white flowers. The flowers attracted bumblebees and butterflies. This was happening near my super fort.<\/p>\n<p>So I sat on the beach and watched while I ate my breakfast. There was nothing else to do.<\/p>\n<p>Such is life when you&#8217;ve just passed submitting 60 job applications and can&#8217;t get a job. That&#8217;s a statement of fact, not woe or lament. To rally, I start over every morning at the ocean and wait for a new kind of wave to roll in and take me somewhere new. That&#8217;s a fact, too.<\/p>\n<p>I am more bumblebee man than butterfly man, but I could have sworn the butterfly was Oregon&#8217;s state butterfly, the monarch. Never before had I seen one on the beach. It is something beautifully incongruous to behold. It&#8217;s not supposed to be there, but there it was. I wish more people were like that., including myself.<\/p>\n<p>If indeed it was a monarch, I sat on sacred socialist Oregon sand, near Oregon&#8217;s official state structure, the driftwood fort (constructed from wood produced by Oregon&#8217;s official state animal, the beaver), watched Oregon&#8217;s state butterfly, had Oregon&#8217;s official state sea shell, the hairy triton, in my pocket, while a jogger hauling like Steve Prefontaine, Oregon&#8217;s official state athlete, ran through the surf.<\/p>\n<p>I damn near overdosed on Oregon right there.<\/p>\n<p>Then a hummingbird whizzed by and went to the flowers!<\/p>\n<p>I got dizzy, stood up, backed up a bit, then passed out, but thankfully, inside the fort. All was safe there.<\/p>\n<p><i>(If you found this post enjoyable, thought provoking or enlightening, please consider supporting a writer at work by making a financial contribution to this blog or by purchasing an NSP book.) <\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My gaze was transfixed by a clump of vegetation rooted in the sand distinguished by its tiny purple and white flowers. The flowers attracted bumblebees and butterflies. This was happening near my super fort. So I sat on the beach and watched while I ate my breakfast. There was nothing else to do. Such is [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3160,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[36,155,349,52,48,13,53],"class_list":["post-3159","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-meditations","tag-beaches","tag-bumblebee","tag-butterfly","tag-oregon","tag-oregon-beaches","tag-oregon-coast","tag-oregon-history","has-post-title","has-post-date","has-post-category","has-post-tag","has-post-comment","has-post-author",""],"builder_content":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3159","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3159"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3159\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3161,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3159\/revisions\/3161"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3160"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3159"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3159"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3159"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}