{"id":6562,"date":"2020-12-01T06:32:04","date_gmt":"2020-12-01T14:32:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=6562"},"modified":"2020-12-01T06:32:05","modified_gmt":"2020-12-01T14:32:05","slug":"hide-and-seek","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/hide-and-seek\/","title":{"rendered":"Hide and Seek"},"content":{"rendered":"<!--themify_builder_content-->\n<div id=\"themify_builder_content-6562\" data-postid=\"6562\" class=\"themify_builder_content themify_builder_content-6562 themify_builder tf_clear\">\n    <\/div>\n<!--\/themify_builder_content-->\n\n\n<p>I saw a lad of eight or nine standing up, wedged in between some tightly clustered cedars that landscaped a retail building. It looked like he was taking a piss in the trees, which seemed a bit off because of a bright morning and the kid was in plain view.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Some fifty away, three other kids roughly his age were running away from him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn&#8217;t know what to make of it all. I walked behind the pissing kid on my way to enter the retail building and I heard him counting&#8230;<em>what?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>THEY WERE PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK! It was barely 40 degrees on the Oregon Coast during the middle of a Pandemic and smoke from a nearby slash burn had infiltrated the town and gave everything a spooky ambiance like after a battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The kid finished counting and bolted out of the trees. I went into the store smiling. There is hope, you just have to observe it, and cultivate it.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I saw a lad of eight or nine standing up, wedged in between some tightly clustered cedars that landscaped a retail building. It looked like he was taking a piss in the trees, which seemed a bit off because of a bright morning and the kid was in plain view. Some fifty away, three other [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":6563,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6562","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-meditations","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\/6562","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=6562"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6562\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6564,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6562\/revisions\/6564"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6563"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6562"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6562"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6562"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}