{"id":892,"date":"2017-10-21T10:49:45","date_gmt":"2017-10-21T14:49:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/?p=892"},"modified":"2017-10-21T10:49:45","modified_gmt":"2017-10-21T14:49:45","slug":"school-of-agriculture","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/?p=892","title":{"rendered":"School of Agriculture"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Across &#8220;the busy street&#8221; is the School of Agriculture. Once through the gates it is almost immediately quiet. The tree lined road is cool and shady and just after the entrance there is a sweet smell of something blooming I cannot place. The song of the birds can be heard. The air seems fresher.<\/p>\n<p>It is common to see people walking for fitness here along with others who are taking a short cut across campus. Four roads lead to the center where there is a statue of someone. Three of those roads are tree lined and have buildings; dorms, alumni association, library, and other housing and academic buildings. The fourth road leads out to fields and green houses filled with crops and flowers.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a nice reprieve from the traffic noise, pollution and chaos. I have walked here several days and though it takes me just under an hour to walk three (sometimes four) of the roads, I get hot, sweaty and tired, mostly from the humidity.<\/p>\n<p>Almost everything in India seems like it needs a good scrubbing with water and bleach as well as a strong campaign for picking up garbage (or just an &#8220;end littering&#8221; policy). The School of Agriculture isn&#8217;t much different and it struck me today how different it is from the other college campuses I am familiar with.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120222.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120220.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120221.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120216-1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120210-1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120209-1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120211.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/p1120218.jpg\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Across &#8220;the busy street&#8221; is the School of Agriculture. Once through the gates it is almost immediately quiet. The tree lined road is cool and shady and just after the entrance there is a sweet smell of something blooming I cannot place. The song of the birds can be heard. The air seems fresher. It is common to see people<\/p>\n<p><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/?p=892\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-892","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-india"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/892","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=892"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/892\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":893,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/892\/revisions\/893"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=892"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=892"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.pamlindberg.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=892"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}