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Looking Full in the Face

August 17, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

She hands me the green and takes the blue. And we stretch and swipe and watch the birdie flop in the grass. And when it falls apart, we superglue it.

We maneuver ourselves into places that block the sun so we can see more clearly.

Because sometimes sight is better in shade.

We avoid scratchy brown crackly and choose soft bendy green and do an awkward flip-flop dance. And I think I should be playing in something more sensible.

And sometimes she flops and rolls and we giggle. “Oh, g-ma, you almost got it.” And I feel the burn in my shoulder and the back of my thigh and remember the years that stretch behind.

And I can’t hide from that.

And we take turns throwing rackets at the tree to dislodge the birdie that rests on the branch we can’t reach through any means of stretching.

And summer is stretching its fingers into fall. Green’s fading, and colors start their stretch. And I see how her legs are stretching and she’s stretching into a young woman, almost double digits–a milestone.

And she’s stretching into dreams while I’m still trying to stretch into mine.

And blue stretches blue forever and shadows stretch, and the sun begins to dip, and I turn and look it full in the face.

 

Joining the beautiful crowd over at Lisa Jo’s for five minutes of free writing on the word “stretch.” Caution: This is a  no-edit zone.

Five Minute Friday

And joining sweet friend Michelle for a taste of graceful summer.

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  1. Shelly Miller says

    August 17, 2012 at 1:43 pm

    Enjoy the way you see all of life stretching around you and its all good. I’m still in awe at how get all those amazing bird photos.

  2. Kim says

    August 17, 2012 at 1:44 pm

    Beautiful post. I was holding on to every word. So graceful and simple. Thank you for helping me look it full in the face.

  3. Elizabeth, wynnegraceappears says

    August 17, 2012 at 2:40 pm

    Sandra, so beautiful in every sense. It wakes me up and makes me take notice of everything around. You always do that well and beautifully, your words and your photography always delight my soul.

  4. Julie Anne says

    August 17, 2012 at 3:48 pm

    oh, I love the flow of words! such fun! 🙂

  5. S. Etole says

    August 17, 2012 at 6:47 pm

    A memorable stretch of time for you and your granddaughter.

  6. Linda says

    August 17, 2012 at 8:11 pm

    “…the flow of words!”- just as Julie Anne said. They flow from your heart and into mine. You are such a writer!!!

  7. Lynn Mosher says

    August 17, 2012 at 9:57 pm

    I loved this, Sandra! As always! But I did have to laugh at the taking “turns throwing rackets at the tree to dislodge the birdie.” Have you ever seen the movie I.Q.? Too funny! You should rent it. Thanks for another great post!

  8. Pam says

    August 19, 2012 at 10:35 am

    I love your approach on this theme… seeing it all around. Lovely post. Yes, I feel like I am just stretching into my dream too, and amazed at how long it has taken to this place… but God is always working those dreams, isn’t He?

  9. Michelle DeRusha says

    August 19, 2012 at 9:39 pm

    I played A LOT of badmintton with Rowan this summer (and he always reminded me that Daddy was better than me!).

    Sweet post, Sandy…and as always, I love your birds.

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