{"id":4160,"date":"2016-08-10T13:56:08","date_gmt":"2016-08-10T20:56:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=4160"},"modified":"2016-08-10T14:02:50","modified_gmt":"2016-08-10T21:02:50","slug":"4160","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2016\/08\/4160\/","title":{"rendered":"Berry picking"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nBerryPicking<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Look, Veronica. It&#8217;s a berry.&#8221;<br \/>\nWe are visiting Yellowstone national park this week. It&#8217;s our first family vacation of any duration.&nbsp;<br \/>\nTaking her to a national park is an important rite of passage. I suppose it is uniquely American; it may be particularly western American. Not sure what the kids on the east coast do.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a way to get connected with the land we live on.<br \/>\nWe have yet to see the geysers, which are spectacular and addictive.<br \/>\nWhat we have seen is wildlife. The tragic and awesome bison impressed is all. I would love to legally aquire s buffalo rug! Deer antelope and elk.<br \/>\nLet us not forget the wild plant life. The tall straight pines were perfect for building teepees, as I had seen. The northern sage lent the air its sweetness.<br \/>\nAnd I found a berry. A raspberry.<br \/>\nI picked berries every summer as a kid. They grew thick and I couldn&#8217;t resist.<br \/>\nIn our part of Alaska, most people liked to pick blueberries. They taste like Nothing else, and grow very thick. But they are ripe only a few weeks of the year, and it varies because of the weather. My mother was not good with time management like that, so we always missed it.&nbsp;<br \/>\nMy berry of choice was the high bush Cranberry. It ripened in the fall and was so prevalent it made the whole forest smell sour.&nbsp;<br \/>\nI did not have to drive to the forest. It was across the street. I loved the tart clear red cranberries.They were too much for almost everyone else, but I could pick quarts of them.<br \/>\nVeronica does not have a forest. Her sub desert chaparral landscape does not include berries.<br \/>\nAlaska has a lot of berries. Most places have a native berry. When I travel, I try to look and see what kind of jams they sell in the grocery store. Very often they&#8217;ll have a kind of berry jam I&#8217;ve never heard of. And berries are so delicious!<br \/>\nI would like to find a place where my daughter and I could pick berries.<\/p>\n<p>r<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; BerryPicking &#8220;Look, Veronica. It&#8217;s a berry.&#8221; We are visiting Yellowstone national park this week. It&#8217;s our first family vacation of any duration.&nbsp; Taking her to a national park is an important rite of passage. I suppose it &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2016\/08\/4160\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4160","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random-thoughts"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4160"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4162,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4160\/revisions\/4162"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4160"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4160"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4160"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}