{"id":1166,"date":"2006-07-29T23:05:00","date_gmt":"2006-07-29T23:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/?p=1166"},"modified":"2020-07-02T12:13:59","modified_gmt":"2020-07-02T12:13:59","slug":"journaling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/?p=1166","title":{"rendered":"Journaling"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:arial;\"><\/span>Saturday, July 29th, 2006:<br \/>I wonder if blogging will help me journal, something I&#8217;ve started and stopped a number of times over my 50+ years:( My mama, Catherene, was a good writer and, after coming down  with Alzheimer&#8217;s  in the last 10 years,  has left some of her recollections and thoughts behind. A precious gift for me &#038; for my sister &amp; brothers. We even read them to her time and again, and she laughs.<\/p>\n<p>Keith &#038; I spent the day taking my mama to a peach orchard where she and my daddy used to go numerous times every summer to get peaches. Peaches to make peach cobbler, peach pie, peach ice cream&#8211;yum:) Today was a typical hot, Sandhills July day &amp; I couldn&#8217;t get the idea of mouth-watering peaches out of my mind!  We left Apex, traveled to Pinehurst, picked up Mama and headed to Derby with the help of a map. We found the familiar &#8216;stand&#8217; pretty easily:) A pleasant surprise; they have added a small ice cream shop inside the old orchard packhouse. So we lingered for &#8216;peach&#8217; ice cream around a plastic table and visited a spell (a Mama word). Mama was concerned that Bill (my daddy, long gone to Glory) needed to come get some peaches too!!<br \/>I bought a peck of the delicious smelling fruit on our way out, along with a smaller bag to leave at Carolina House of Pinehurst (where Mama now lives), plus a couple of deep red tomatoes. A nice day, all in all:) Good smells, good memories, good peaches!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Saturday, July 29th, 2006:I wonder if blogging will help me journal, something I&#8217;ve started and stopped a number of times over my 50+ years:( My mama, Catherene, was a good writer and, after coming down with Alzheimer&#8217;s in the last 10 years, has left some of her recollections and thoughts behind. A precious gift for [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1166","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1166","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1166"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1166\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1552,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1166\/revisions\/1552"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1166"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1166"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/whisper.rps.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1166"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}