{"id":481890,"date":"2010-03-28T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-28T09:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thekitchn.com\/thekitchn\/weekend-meditation-apple-pie-blossoms-112437"},"modified":"2010-03-28T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2010-03-28T09:00:00","slug":"weekend-meditation-apple-pie-blossoms","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/481890","title":{"rendered":"Weekend Meditation:  Apple Pie Blossoms"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thekitchn.com\/thekitchn\/weekend-meditation-apple-pie-blossoms-112437\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"2010_03_28-tree.jpg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.apartmenttherapy.com\/uimages\/kitchen\/2010_03_28-tree.jpg\" width=\"540\" height=\"326\" class=\"mt-image-center\" \/><\/a>A few mornings ago, I wandered into a small apple orchard that was just beginning to bloom.  It had been raining all night and the sun was starting to come out here and there, a most magical combination.  Everything was washed clean and enlivened by the rain.  The green grass beneath my feet vibrated, lit up and awake, and the air hummed with the cracked-open, wild potentiality that is spring.  Plus, there were a fair amount of pollinating bees flying about, a happy and good thing to see.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thekitchn.com\/thekitchn\/weekend-meditation-apple-pie-blossoms-112437\">Read Full Post<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/feedads.g.doubleclick.net\/~at\/ZgmVkxNhY6jIqW9Wafq4z2W6Twg\/0\/da\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/feedads.g.doubleclick.net\/~at\/ZgmVkxNhY6jIqW9Wafq4z2W6Twg\/0\/di\" border=\"0\" ismap=\"true\"><\/img><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/feedads.g.doubleclick.net\/~at\/ZgmVkxNhY6jIqW9Wafq4z2W6Twg\/1\/da\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/feedads.g.doubleclick.net\/~at\/ZgmVkxNhY6jIqW9Wafq4z2W6Twg\/1\/di\" border=\"0\" ismap=\"true\"><\/img><\/a><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/feeds.feedburner.com\/~r\/apartmenttherapy\/thekitchn\/~4\/Ba6DXGS40H0\" height=\"1\" width=\"1\"\/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few mornings ago, I wandered into a small apple orchard that was just beginning to bloom. It had been raining all night and the sun was starting to come out here and there, a most magical combination. Everything was washed clean and enlivened by the rain. The green grass beneath my feet vibrated, lit [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":158,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-481890","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-news"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/481890","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/158"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=481890"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/481890\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=481890"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=481890"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=481890"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}