{"id":1741,"date":"2012-10-01T14:14:55","date_gmt":"2012-10-01T21:14:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/?p=1741"},"modified":"2012-10-01T14:14:55","modified_gmt":"2012-10-01T21:14:55","slug":"october-1st","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/?p=1741","title":{"rendered":"October 1st"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What is it about Fall? \u00a0I&#8217;m not an artist or photographer but yet I find myself talking about &#8220;the light&#8221; to people. \u00a0There is something about autumn sunshine that does the most amazing things to the colors around you. \u00a0I can&#8217;t call things blue or green. \u00a0 Right now, I find myself savoring the words burnt umber,\u00a0cerulean, emerald green, fiery red, mustard yellow. \u00a0 Walking home today, I tried to say the colors I saw. \u00a0I must have looked crazy as I stopped before a bush, running through all the crayola colors I knew trying to capture this red\/yellow hue. \u00a0But that&#8217;s what Fall does for me. \u00a0More so than spring. \u00a0Spring here is just two dull two-tone. \u00a0Grey sky + brown mud. \u00a0That&#8217;s it. \u00a0But Fall? \u00a0Fall has so much more to offer visually. \u00a0And when that crisp azure blue sky hits the hunter green sky line of trees, you just have to stop and admire it. \u00a0Or at least, I do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What is it about Fall? \u00a0I&#8217;m not an artist or photographer but yet I find myself talking about &#8220;the light&#8221; to people. \u00a0There is something about autumn sunshine that does the most amazing things to the colors around you. \u00a0I can&#8217;t call things blue or green. \u00a0 Right now, I find myself savoring the words [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1741","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2Kqhb-s5","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1741"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1742,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741\/revisions\/1742"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1741"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1741"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1741"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}