{"id":154,"date":"2006-01-18T17:30:58","date_gmt":"2006-01-18T22:30:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.summerofjim.com\/2006\/01\/18\/the-little-boy-in-the-window\/"},"modified":"2006-01-18T17:30:58","modified_gmt":"2006-01-18T22:30:58","slug":"the-little-boy-in-the-window","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/?p=154","title":{"rendered":"The Little Boy in the Window"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The room was long and thin with windows that covered three full sides. I guess it could be called a <em>sun room <\/em>although it was referred to as the den<em>&#8230; <\/em>on a winter&#8217;s afternoon the path of the sun thru the sky, brought its warming rays and all its glory to that room. <\/p>\n<p>The bare trees that stood before the room would move to the winter wind and created and ever changing sun and shadow pattern in that room. <\/p>\n<p>The boy stood mesmerized&#8230; his forehead pressed to the windowpane&#8230; to feel the cold against his skin&#8230; keeping his face against the glass, he turned slightly to breathe on the window and create a foggy patch, perfect for making a small design. Sort of like carving initials in a tree&#8230; but this monogram is fleeting. He watches the initials recede into the cold of the window. <\/p>\n<p>He presses his face to the glass again, to see and <em>hear<\/em> the limbs bending to the will of the wind&#8230; a sharp gust now penetrates the thin pane&#8230; and the little boy can not resist <em>tasting <\/em>the cold, to make it more a part of him. <\/p>\n<p>The cold may fascinate him; but it is the sun that keeps him in the room&#8230; that, and to await the sight of his Aunt Bella walking down the hill on Chapel St. <\/p>\n<p>A cold winter&#8217;s day would not keep Aunt Bella from making her daily visit. It was something that you could count on&#8230; just as you could count on the sun moving thru the sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The room was long and thin with windows that covered three full sides. I guess it could be called a sun room although it was referred to as the den&#8230; on a winter&#8217;s afternoon the path of the sun thru &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/?p=154\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-154","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-childhood"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/154","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=154"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/154\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=154"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=154"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=154"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}