{"id":10127,"date":"2022-03-08T22:31:05","date_gmt":"2022-03-08T22:31:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=10127"},"modified":"2022-03-08T22:35:33","modified_gmt":"2022-03-08T22:35:33","slug":"virginia-by-the-sea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2022\/03\/08\/virginia-by-the-sea\/","title":{"rendered":"Virginia by the Sea"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Rock rock rock and sand was all that Virginia could see<\/p>\n<p>She had expected little else as she looked into the vast waters beneath her station<\/p>\n<p>It was likely that this sea stretched all the way to America and maybe beyond<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Virginia was wearing cotton skirt with pleasing blue and grey stripes and a white sweater<\/p>\n<p>Which she rather liked although she felt rather chilled in the light breeze<\/p>\n<p>Her worn pumps were the same colour as the bleached white rock on which she was standing<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She had left her mother who had an imagined wasting disease in the main bedroom<\/p>\n<p>As she had been told by supposed invalid that she looked pale and was in need of the April sun<\/p>\n<p>These amused Virginia as she had always had a pale complexion and deep ginger hair<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In her fathers study she had left a curious pink petalled plant which she could not easily identify<\/p>\n<p>This annoyed her slightly as her father would most likely be able to name the plant in a second<\/p>\n<p>She had found it abandoned on the church steps although it was not the day of flowers<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the distance a church clock informed her that the first hour of the afternoon had passed<\/p>\n<p>And that she had promised her younger sister that she would accompany her into the town<\/p>\n<p>As the ribbons had arrived a day earlier than expected and were waiting for them in an indigo box<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Virginia&#8217;s Diary\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rock rock rock and sand was all that Virginia could see She had expected little else as she looked into the vast waters beneath her station It was likely that this sea stretched all the way to America and maybe beyond &nbsp; Virginia was wearing cotton skirt with pleasing blue and grey stripes and a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10127","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10127","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10127"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10127\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10130,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10127\/revisions\/10130"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10127"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10127"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10127"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}