{"id":102030,"date":"2024-03-01T02:16:44","date_gmt":"2024-03-01T08:16:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/?p=102030"},"modified":"2021-02-25T08:23:56","modified_gmt":"2021-02-25T14:23:56","slug":"diary-of-belle-edmondson-16","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/diary-of-belle-edmondson-16\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8230;one of the hardest Snow Storms I ever saw was prevailing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>March, Tuesday 1, 1864<\/p>\n<p>First day of Spring\u2014Laura awakened me for my breakfast. I looked out of the window and to my surprise, one of the hardest Snow Storms I ever saw was prevailing\u2014lasted until 11 o&#8217;clock, when the sun shone out brightly. A more magnificent scene I never witnessed, the forests glistened like thousands of diamonds, sun set was glorious. It moderated a great deal, until night when the freeze came again. Laura and I spent the evening alone, except Beulah and Tippie Dora\u2014buisy sewing. Laura just finished her ruffled apron\u2014I am really proud of her, she sews so nicely. I spent the day in Tate&#8217;s room, braided one width on my white swiss\u2014if my chest was only stronger, I would enjoy sewing, but oh! I am so weary\u2014both in body and spirit. My angel Mother, you would not have thought your two youngest born could grow so indiferent . I pine for a companion, tis not my fault, she loves me not. My poor old Father, you are all that binds me here. Helen is to be married, they are all buisy , but do not wish me to share it\u2014have seen no one, or heard nothing more from Dixie\u2014<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>March, Tuesday 1, 1864 First day of Spring\u2014Laura awakened me for my breakfast. I looked out of the window and to my surprise, one of the hardest Snow Storms I ever saw was prevailing\u2014lasted until 11 o&#8217;clock, when the sun shone out brightly. A more magnificent scene I never witnessed, the forests glistened like thousands [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":21,"featured_media":101978,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[152],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-102030","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-diaries-and-letters-of-belle-edmondson"},"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/02\/Belle-Edmondson.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102030","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/21"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102030"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102030\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/101978"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102030"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102030"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.cw-chronicles.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102030"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}