{"id":1873,"date":"2014-04-06T01:11:51","date_gmt":"2014-04-05T14:41:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wetshutter.com\/?p=1873"},"modified":"2015-01-13T13:49:55","modified_gmt":"2015-01-13T03:19:55","slug":"day-827-twisted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/?p=1873","title":{"rendered":"Day 827, Twisted"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As I stood gazing into yet another magical Adelaide sunset a lady came up to me exclaiming about how beautiful the sky was and how it reminded her of a sermon her priest gave about being grateful for God&#8217;s sunsets.<\/p>\n<p>As we stood there together I pointed out the amazingly delicate nuances of light and colour and then the transit of a jet whose trails twisted into a spiral of cloud and ice. &#8216;Oh&#8217; she said, &#8216;you have better eyes than mine&#8217; and her disinterest in what was actually unfolding in front of us was cast into palpable relief.<\/p>\n<p>At that moment I understood how different our experience of this sunset really was.<\/p>\n<p><em>Photo: Robert Rath, &#8216;As I stood gazing into yet another magical Adelaide sunset a lady came up to me exclaiming about how beautiful the sky was and how it reminded her of a sermon her priest gave about being grateful for God&#8217;s sunsets.<\/p>\n<p>As we stood there together I pointed out the amazingly delicate nuances of light and colour and then the transit of a jet whose trails twisted into a spiral of cloud and ice. &#8216;Oh&#8217; she said, &#8216;you have better eyes than mine&#8217; and her disinterest in what was actually unfolding in front of us was cast into palpable relief.<\/p>\n<p>At that moment I understood how different our experience of this sunset really was.<\/p>\n<p>Photo: Robert Rath, &#8216;Day 827, Twisted&#8217;, 1\/30s f8 ISO400 400mm<\/p>\n<p>&#8230; more at http:\/\/wetshutter.com&#8217;, 1\/30s f8 ISO400 400mm<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I stood gazing into yet another magical Adelaide sunset a lady came up to me exclaiming about how beautiful the sky was and how it reminded her of a sermon her priest gave about being grateful for God&#8217;s sunsets. As we stood there together I pointed out the amazingly delicate nuances of light and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3198,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1873","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1873","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1873"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1873\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3200,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1873\/revisions\/3200"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3198"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1873"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1873"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wetshutter.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1873"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}