{"id":26788,"date":"2016-08-14T03:06:06","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T07:06:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=26788"},"modified":"2016-08-14T03:06:06","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T07:06:06","slug":"black-walnuts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/black-walnuts\/","title":{"rendered":"BLACK WALNUTS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>my least favorite garden garnishment<br \/>\nto harvest;<br \/>\nunlike pecans which just fall from the tree ready to crack,<br \/>\nblack walnuts grow in thick green coats,<br \/>\nthat turn black when mature;<br \/>\nthe only way to harvest the delectable snack is to<br \/>\npeel that dark, staining coat off the nut.<\/p>\n<p>My hands turned black and it was as permanent as<br \/>\nthick tar or black paint and just as unpleasant as anything<br \/>\nI can recall as I think over all the things we harvested;<\/p>\n<p>but nothing can replace the memories of the great desserts<br \/>\nthat showcased these nutty fruits.<br \/>\nMichellia D. Wilson 8\/14\/2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>my least favorite garden garnishment to harvest; unlike pecans which just fall from the tree ready to crack, black walnuts grow in thick green coats, that turn black when mature; the only way to harvest the delectable snack is to peel that dark, staining coat&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26788","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26788","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\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26788"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26788\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27018,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26788\/revisions\/27018"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26788"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26788"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26788"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}