{"id":4344,"date":"2020-03-06T11:48:02","date_gmt":"2020-03-06T11:48:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/?p=4344"},"modified":"2020-03-06T11:48:02","modified_gmt":"2020-03-06T11:48:02","slug":"straight-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/?p=4344","title":{"rendered":"Straight up"},"content":{"rendered":"

Some pictures from yesterday and this week.\u00a0\u00a0 I have very little to say about the increased craziness that is the 21st century.\u00a0 Ali and I had a lovely walk round the Pentlands reservoirs yesterday, and yes, there were dogs<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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Threiplaw 1<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Threiplaw 2<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Cooks and Paul on a very cold day.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Greta Thunberg in The Beano<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Alpacas at Gorgie Farm<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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The Second Coming<\/p>\n

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
\nThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;
\nThings fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
\nMere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
\nThe blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
\nThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;
\nThe best lack all conviction, while the worst
\nAre full of passionate intensity.<\/p>\n

Surely some revelation is at hand;
\nSurely the Second Coming is at hand.
\nThe Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
\nWhen a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
\nTroubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
\nA shape with lion body and the head of a man,
\nA gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
\nIs moving its slow thighs, while all about it
\nWind shadows of the indignant desert birds.<\/p>\n

The darkness drops again but now I know
\nThat twenty centuries of stony sleep
\nWere vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
\nAnd what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
\nSlouches towards Bethlehem to be born?<\/p>\n

W B Yeats<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Some pictures from yesterday and this week.\u00a0\u00a0 I have very little to say about the increased craziness that is the 21st century.\u00a0 Ali and I had a lovely walk round the Pentlands reservoirs yesterday, and yes, there were dogs.                                 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29,13,18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4344","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","category-kirsty","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4344","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4344"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4344\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4344"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4344"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/banthewasp.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4344"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}