{"id":6071,"date":"2014-10-01T20:43:51","date_gmt":"2014-10-01T17:43:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.skruttet.com\/?p=6071"},"modified":"2014-10-04T12:31:14","modified_gmt":"2014-10-04T09:31:14","slug":"hostmorgon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/?p=6071","title":{"rendered":"H\u00f6stmorgon…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"in-love-1\"<\/a>Oktober m\u00e5nad har tagit sin b\u00f6rjan.
\nNaturen har bytt skepnad under natten.
\nGr\u00e4set gnistrar s\u00e5 vackert n\u00e4r solens str\u00e5lar blygt b\u00f6rjar v\u00e4rma.
\nMorgonfrost.
\nDet har jag gillat \u00e4nda sen jag var barn.<\/p>\n

Morgonkylan ligger l\u00e4nge i luften.
\nDen lurviga filuren kommer in efter nattens bravader.
\nNosen k\u00e4nns s\u00e5 kall mot min morgonvarma kind.
\nN\u00e5gra buffar f\u00e5r jag. \u00a0F\u00f6r v\u00e4nlighetens skull.
\nMen snart h\u00f6rs ett l\u00e4te som s\u00e4ger ”Nu vill jag ha mat!”<\/p>\n

Jag h\u00e4ver f\u00f6tterna \u00f6ver s\u00e4ngkanten.
\nStr\u00e4cker s\u00f6mnigt p\u00e5 mig och t\u00e4nker:
\nJag skulle ge vad som helst f\u00f6r att f\u00e5 sova n\u00e5gra timmar till!<\/p>\n

N\u00e5gon morgonm\u00e4nniska har jag d\u00e5 aldrig varit.
\nDet kommer jag nog heller aldrig att bli.
\nKaffekokaren frustar och pustar.
\nF\u00f6rsta muggen kaffe h\u00e4lls i.
\nSakta vaknar huvud och kropp. Se \u00e4n finns det hopp!
\nMed l\u00e5nga t\u00e4nder f\u00f6r jag i mig en ostmacka.<\/p>\n

Mitt emot mig sitter den allra vackraste \u00c4ngeln i mitt liv.
\nVi pratar och gemensamt konstaterar vi att naturen \u00e4r vacker.
\nAtt det nog \u00e4r h\u00f6st.<\/p>\n

Sen kallar jobb f\u00f6r oss b\u00e5da.
\nVi kramar varandra.
\n”K\u00f6r f\u00f6rsiktigt”, hinner jag s\u00e4ga
\ninnan d\u00f6rren st\u00e4ngs igen.<\/p>\n

Drar p\u00e5 mig en extra tr\u00f6ja.\u00a0Innan det \u00e4r dags
\natt placera arslet p\u00e5 arbetsstolen\u00a0i det lilla hemmakontoret
\noch tadel av dagens tidningsblad.<\/p>\n

(Bilden \u00e4r Googlad)<\/p>\n

Eva Cassidy – Fields of Gold lyrics<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Oktober m\u00e5nad har tagit sin b\u00f6rjan. Naturen har bytt skepnad under natten. Gr\u00e4set gnistrar s\u00e5 vackert n\u00e4r solens str\u00e5lar blygt b\u00f6rjar v\u00e4rma. Morgonfrost. Det har jag gillat \u00e4nda sen jag var barn. Morgonkylan ligger l\u00e4nge i luften. Den lurviga filuren … Forts\u00e4tt l\u00e4sa →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[8,16],"tags":[110,111,66],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6071"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6071"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6071\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6087,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6071\/revisions\/6087"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6071"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6071"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.skruttet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6071"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}