{"id":2731,"date":"2013-01-21T23:45:54","date_gmt":"2013-01-22T04:45:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/?p=2731"},"modified":"2013-01-24T12:17:53","modified_gmt":"2013-01-24T17:17:53","slug":"ducks-in-flight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/?p=2731","title":{"rendered":"Ducks In Flight"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_2732\" style=\"width: 360px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2732\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614-350x233.jpg\" alt=\"Ducks In Flight\" width=\"350\" height=\"233\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2732\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614-350x233.jpg 350w, https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614-1024x682.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614-600x400.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614-800x533.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/img_20130121_050614.jpg 1250w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2732\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Ducks In Flight<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I love watching birds fly. It doesn&#8217;t matter to me if it&#8217;s an eagle, hawk, or vulture soaring high in the sky, a sparrow, finch, or wren flitting between bushes, or a duck, goose, or heron taking off from a pond. Their flights are different but they share a beauty found no where else.<\/p>\n<p>Seeing birds in flight, particularly ducks and geese, for some reason, makes me think of Psalm 139:9&#x2013;10, &#x201c;If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.&#x201d;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love watching birds fly. It doesn&#8217;t matter to me if it&#8217;s an eagle, hawk, or vulture soaring high in the sky, a sparrow, finch, or wren flitting between bushes, or a duck, goose, or heron taking off from a pond. Their flights are different but they share a beauty found no where else. Seeing &hellip; <a class=\"read-excerpt\" href=\"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/?p=2731\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&raquo;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2731"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2731"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2731\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2738,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2731\/revisions\/2738"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2731"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2731"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.henryhartley.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2731"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}