{"id":8762,"date":"2024-02-19T05:51:59","date_gmt":"2024-02-19T13:51:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=8762"},"modified":"2024-02-19T05:52:00","modified_gmt":"2024-02-19T13:52:00","slug":"500-am-walks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/500-am-walks\/","title":{"rendered":"5:00 AM Walks"},"content":{"rendered":"<!-- wp:themify-builder\/canvas \/-->\n\n\n<p>Elmer the husky and I have established a new morning routine: he gets me up at 4:45 or 4:47 and a few minutes later we make our way into the darkness to walk a loop around the park.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We have yet to miss morning walk. Ice, snow, rain. Nothing deters us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Many writers have written of walking cities after midnight, when there is entertainment in the air, but not too many write of walking cities at 5:00 AM when there is nothing entertaining going on, at least conventional entertainment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We&#8217;ve seen a beaver, skunk, family of nutrias, blue herons, ducks and a coyote who refused to bolt for a half mile and kept looking at us from 50 yards away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And yes, we&#8217;ve also seen homeless people, almost every morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have yet to have an interaction with one, but you know it&#8217;s coming. I&#8217;ve already got a set of questions to ask someone, but you know they&#8217;ll fly out the window when the conversation begins. I never interview homeless people when I encounter them. Something just takes over in the moment and I go where I go. It&#8217;s not like any other story gathering I&#8217;ve ever experienced. Maybe that&#8217;s why I keep writing about this subject.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mostly, I see single individuals. Several were pushing or pulling improvised carts. Several were riding bicycles. One was sleeping in a battered sedan. A few were searching for returnable cans and bottles from recycling bins. A pack of three with flashlights was rummaging through a construction site. No one was accompanied by a dog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Elmer and I passed one homeless person on a sidewalk, a young man in his early 20s, wearing a backpack crammed with possessions. I said \u201cgood morning\u201d when we passed. He said nothing. He never made eye contact. His face was devoid of any expression. It might have been the blankest face I&#8217;ve ever seen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>All these homeless in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in Portland. At 5:00 AM in the morning in winter. Imagine this as a microcosm. I do all the time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Elmer the husky and I have established a new morning routine: he gets me up at 4:45 or 4:47 and a few minutes later we make our way into the darkness to walk a loop around the park. We have yet to miss morning walk. Ice, snow, rain. Nothing deters us. Many writers have written [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8763,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8762","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\/8762","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=8762"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8762\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8765,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8762\/revisions\/8765"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8763"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8762"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8762"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8762"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}