{"id":847,"date":"2012-04-04T08:39:01","date_gmt":"2012-04-04T12:39:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/?p=847"},"modified":"2021-05-30T09:03:55","modified_gmt":"2021-05-30T13:03:55","slug":"at-the-burger-king-parking-lot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/2012\/04\/04\/at-the-burger-king-parking-lot\/","title":{"rendered":"at the Burger King parking lot"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/files.bjland.ws\/blog\/BlackBird.JPG\" title=\"black bird\" vspace=\"1\" hspace=\"1\"><\/p>\n<p><\/center><\/p>\n<p>he likes to take me places. he&#8217;s discovered that when he gets me out of the city, i become a kid on vacation. not always giggling and silly like when we&#8217;re at the ocean and he lets me out of the car and off my leash, running until i am out of breath. but still, even when it&#8217;s not obvious, i get a chance to relax; a chance to be silly, or stare through the camera, framing and scoping and clicking. driving down the garden state parkway, he pulls over. i stay in the car while he mumbles something about getting a shake. i sit, looking at the indecisive grey blue sky, and the leafless tree a few feet away. a few moving black spots catch my eye and I pull out the toy, the new camera. playing with the dials and focusing and zooming, the birds decide to fly off. soon i spot them gathering on another nearby tree, hopping around various branches. i focus on one, preening and occasionally calling out to no one in particular, his yellow beak the only bit of contrast to his black feathers.<\/p>\n<p>returning from the bathroom he asks <i>&#8220;did you get any pictures, honey?&#8221;<\/i> I smile to myself, feeling taken care of by my man. he likes to take me places<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>he likes to take me places. he&#8217;s discovered that when he gets me out of the city, i become a kid on vacation. not always giggling and silly like when we&#8217;re at the ocean and he lets me out of the car and off my leash, running until i am out of breath. but still, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[48],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-847","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-travels"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/847","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=847"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/847\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=847"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=847"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bjland.ws\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=847"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}