{"id":1722,"date":"2012-08-05T09:54:42","date_gmt":"2012-08-05T13:54:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=1722"},"modified":"2012-08-05T09:56:58","modified_gmt":"2012-08-05T13:56:58","slug":"summer-torpor-respite","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=1722","title":{"rendered":"Summer Torpor Respite"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Steamy-hot days seem to wilt everything but the weeds. What&#8217;s left of my vegetable garden is being swallowed by renegade grasses and the border of browning hostas and now-skeletal daylillies is barely visible behind pigweed and chokecherry. \u00a0The unruly mess of my garden taunts me as I search out a shady spot and a breeze to read the paper. I should weed-wack, mow, clip&#8230; but just can&#8217;t. Yesterday, it was almost 3 by the time we rallied enough out of our torpor to take the kayak out. We agreed we&#8217;d only loll about near a sandbar &#8212; no paddling out to the islands. So that&#8217;s what we did.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1723\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1723\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-large wp-image-1723\" title=\"2012-07-18 09.15.02\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg?resize=640%2C480\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg?resize=1024%2C768 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg?resize=300%2C225 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg?w=1320 1320w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.15.02.jpg?w=1980 1980w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1723\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">A patch of bliss.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>We have a favorite spot not even 10 minutes from our launch &#8212; a teeny island that disappears with high tide. Yesterday, the timing was right and our sweet patch was there to welcome us. As planned, we lolled about: floating in the salty shallows, stepping across sandy boulders.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-1725\" title=\"2012-07-18 09.17.10\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg?resize=640%2C853\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"853\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg?resize=768%2C1024 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg?resize=225%2C300 225w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg?w=1320 1320w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.101.jpg?w=1980 1980w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Breezes sent an occasional wave of chatter through the sea grass, a pair of terns swooped through with flirty calls, punctuated by plaintive screeches of the odd gulls. As we stood on the still-wet rocks and watched the Sound move out and the sun go down, the rocky stretch exploded with mini-geysers. Clams! Alas, faster than we could dig with our hands through the rocky muck, they disappeared. Next time, we&#8217;ll bring a spade.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_1726\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1726\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-large wp-image-1726\" title=\"2012-07-18 09.17.32\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg?resize=640%2C480\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg?resize=1024%2C768 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg?resize=300%2C225 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg?w=1320 1320w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/triciatierneyblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/2012-07-18-09.17.32.jpg?w=1980 1980w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1726\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The grittier view that reminds us where we live.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Steamy-hot days seem to wilt everything but the weeds. What&#8217;s left of my vegetable garden is being swallowed by renegade grasses and the border of browning hostas and now-skeletal daylillies is barely visible behind pigweed and chokecherry. \u00a0The unruly mess of my garden taunts me as I search out a shady spot and a breeze &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=1722\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Summer Torpor Respite<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[9],"tags":[15,17,35,12,31,30],"class_list":["post-1722","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-seasonal-musings","tag-garden","tag-kayaking","tag-learning-to-relax","tag-nature","tag-neighborhood","tag-norwalk"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pPzTS-rM","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1722","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1722"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1722\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1728,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1722\/revisions\/1728"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1722"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1722"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1722"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}