{"id":137013,"date":"2023-09-02T20:51:28","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T00:51:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=137013"},"modified":"2023-09-02T20:51:28","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T00:51:28","slug":"the-old-wooden-chair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/the-old-wooden-chair\/","title":{"rendered":"the old wooden chair"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On the Grandma and grandpa&#8217;s farm, there was a wooden chair<\/p>\n<p>that spent about half its life outside and the half on the back porch.<\/p>\n<p>It had no varnish or paint left on it.\u00a0 It wasn&#8217;t worth the trouble to make it look good.<\/p>\n<p>My grandma sat on it when she plucked the chickens and when she sorted the eggs out into sizes.<\/p>\n<p>She took it out into the barnyard when my grandpa was late and sat perfectly still on it (praying I suspected),<\/p>\n<p>waiting to hear his tractor coming.<\/p>\n<p>It wasn&#8217;t special or was it?\u00a0 its usefulness was beyond measure.\u00a0 It was replaceable and not especially attractive, but it was part of the farm, and I honored it my fellow part-time worker.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On the Grandma and grandpa&#8217;s farm, there was a wooden chair that spent about half its life outside and the half on the back porch. It had no varnish or paint left on it.\u00a0 It wasn&#8217;t worth the trouble to make it look good. My&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5015,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-137013","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137013","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5015"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=137013"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137013\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":137131,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137013\/revisions\/137131"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=137013"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=137013"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=137013"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}