{"id":11419,"date":"2009-10-22T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-22T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.keloland.com\/lund\/2009\/10\/22\/autumn-blues\/"},"modified":"2023-07-20T21:00:14","modified_gmt":"2023-07-20T21:00:14","slug":"autumn-blues","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/autumn-blues\/","title":{"rendered":"Autumn Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Looking out my window has me struggling to describe the feelings these gloomy days conjure up. There are the usual ones, of course; dreary, dank, dark, glum, depressing, dismal, despairing, dejected, disappointing and melancholy.<br \/>\nBut, I think what I feel most is ticked off.<br \/>\nMy reasons are purely selfish.<br \/>\nMy golf game was finally starting to come around. By the time I play again, I&rsquo;ll have forgotten everything that brought about that improvement.<br \/>\nI was hoping that Linda and I would get one more chance to go for a long ride in the convertible before covering it up for winter.<br \/>\nThe tan on my ample legs is starting to fade&hellip;..my&hellip;.&rdquo;WAIT A MINUTE LUND,&rdquo; I can hear you saying, &ldquo;you&rsquo;re complaining because you can&rsquo;t play golf or go riding in your fancy schmancy car?!.&nbsp; &ldquo;Get over yourself!&rdquo;&nbsp;<br \/>\nThink of the farmers stuck in the house drinking coffee..staring blankly out the window at a bumper crop in the field wondering why God hasn&rsquo;t answered their prayers for the rain to stop long enough for them to bring-in&nbsp; that bountiful harvest before it rots in a sea of mud.<br \/>\nOr how about Sioux Falls growing homeless population having to cuddle up on a cardboard mattress under a bridge somewhere?<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nYou&rsquo;re right. I shouldn&rsquo;t complain. &ldquo;This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.&rdquo;<br \/>\nStill, little pep-talk Bible verses and the fact that others have it tougher than you, are not always enough to erase this weather-induced moodiness.<br \/>\nI think I&rsquo;ll take that ride anyway..maybe go talk to a frustrated farmer.<br \/>\nI&rsquo;m gonna give our Pastor a call and tell him to go ahead and put Linda and me on that list to serve at The Banquet next month.<br \/>\nI have friends and family members who are hurting and might appreciate a visit.<br \/>\nWell, whadda ya know, that brilliant red cardinal just landed on our now leaf-less crabapple tree. He sure is beautiful silhouetted against the grey sky.<br \/>\nStarting to feel better already.<br \/>\nI sure wish my legs were not changing from golden bronze to pasty white so quickly, though.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nOh, a little postscript here.The other day I received an e-mail with, what I thought was, a teriffic idea that just might give you peace of mind or even save your life.Not everyone has a home alarm system but most everyone, these days, has a car with a set of keys on a&nbsp;fob containing buttons to lock or unlock the doors and trunk..plus one that makes the horn sound. Well, take those keys with you to bed at night.&nbsp;If you hear a noise outside your home or someone trying to get in your house, just press the&nbsp;panic button for your car. &nbsp;The alarm will be set off, and the horn will continue to sound&nbsp;until either you turn it off or the car battery dies.&nbsp;If&nbsp;the burlar\/rapist hears that he likely won&#8217;t stick around. Plus, after a few seconds, all the neighbors will be looking out their windows to see who&#8217;s out there and sure enough the criminal won&#8217;t want that.You&#8217;re welcome.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Looking out my window has me struggling to describe the feelings these gloomy days conjure up. There are the usual ones, of course; dreary, dank, dark, glum, depressing, dismal, despairing, dejected, disappointing and melancholy. But, I think what I feel most is ticked off. My reasons are purely selfish. My golf game was finally starting&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[60],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11419"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11419"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11419\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11940,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11419\/revisions\/11940"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11419"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11419"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11419"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}