{"id":156,"date":"2021-09-28T19:54:00","date_gmt":"2021-09-28T19:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8888\/?p=156"},"modified":"2024-05-14T11:53:57","modified_gmt":"2024-05-14T11:53:57","slug":"a-memory-of-days-in-the-wild","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/2021\/09\/28\/a-memory-of-days-in-the-wild\/","title":{"rendered":"A memory of days in the wild"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-group alignfull has-global-padding is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained\">\n<p>I was startled by the sound when i first heard it, something new, an addition to this place where i dwell now, far from my home and then, later, the next day perhaps i was startled once more and jerked my head trying to find its source, wondering what it was as i slowly began to feel that i had heard it before, a faint memory rising to the surface, as if i had heard it once, out in the wild, a long time ago. what did it mean, this ghostly noise, was it the same then as now? i did not recall, and then i forgot, my mind coming back to the present until i kept hearing it again, some time later. it krept among the sounds i knew so well, the sounds i was accustomed with: the noises of my peers, their chittering and chanting, the flapping of their wings, the sound of them gliding through the air. and then suddenly there\u2019s that sound again, i turn my head whenever i hear it, but yet i can never make out the source. perhaps the sounds are only in my head, a memory of days in the wild, a trick of the mind, or my mind failing as i\u2019m growing older, as every moment moves me further from the memory of that sound. there it is again. after a while the sound became ominous and i began to cower whenever i heard it and so did some of the others, but not all of them, only us older ones, not the younger ones. i think it was the younger ones at least.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was startled by the sound when i first heard it, something new, an addition to this place where i dwell now, far from my home and then, later, the next day perhaps i was startled once more and jerked my head trying to find its source, wondering what it was as i slowly began [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[28,25,27],"class_list":["post-156","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-bird","tag-pasta","tag-rare"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/156","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=156"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/156\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":450,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/156\/revisions\/450"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=156"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=156"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/osresonance.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}