{"id":15744,"date":"2023-08-09T22:10:18","date_gmt":"2023-08-09T21:10:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.co.uk\/?p=15744"},"modified":"2023-08-09T22:32:14","modified_gmt":"2023-08-09T21:32:14","slug":"in-the-desert","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2023\/08\/09\/in-the-desert\/","title":{"rendered":"In the Desert"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Beth was walking slowly with her night lamp <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It shone brightly even though the light was not yet lost <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her friend Pearl was sitting in front her van <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Smoking quietly as Jazzy Zee picked out a tune <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On her tired torn and bleached guitar <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In the distance Cyprus Falls was falling into darkness <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As it always did after hot clear desert days <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her home was the nearest to the washrooms <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Which was to her advantage as she could shower uninterrupted <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Beth was a widow of seventeen years <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It seemed that she had been a widow for much longer <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She remembered Jack but she had forgotten Jack <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Many thousands of miles on the road had dulled her memory <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In a week her sister Grace would visit Canning and would try <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">To persuade Beth to abandon the road and settle down <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But her journey would be in vain as Beth knew that she would <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Never unless feeble change her lifestyle as she knew of no destination <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Beth was walking slowly with her night lamp It shone brightly even though the light was not yet lost Her friend Pearl was sitting in front her van Smoking quietly as Jazzy Zee picked out a tune On her tired torn and bleached guitar In the distance Cyprus Falls was falling into darkness As it [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15744","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15744","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=15744"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15744\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15752,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15744\/revisions\/15752"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15744"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15744"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15744"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}