+ Her Barefoot Heart
here i am, spending a week on the beach in hilton head when along comes a sinus infection. i’m taking my antibiotics and using the prescription nasal spray like a good little girl, but still everything tastes like cardboard or soap. so while the others order all sorts of tasty goodies, i just feast on the menus.
At a certain time of day
if the sun is shining and
you’re standing in
just the right place,
rainbows come out to play.
You or anybody else,
for that matter,
can stop the light and
vanish the rainbows,
if you’re not paying attention
to where you stand,
if you get in the way.
Seems a simple
yet significant
thing to know.
port (left) side of the ship:
starboard (right) side of the same ship:
there are fewer than 2 minutes separating the photos. i’m sure there’s a metaphor hidden in there somewhere, but i’m too tired to recognize it now.
tonight was a night for swapping addresses and phone numbers
and saying good-bye-but-i-promise-i’ll-stay-in-touch
with new friends.
and you know what? i think we really will.
our daughter sang to us in the piano bar tonight.
seems the perfect segue as we transition
out of one week into the next.
My mother and I spent the day in Fairhope, Alabama
where the flowers were pink
where the fountain at the pier was tinged pink
in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month
and where a woman named Gladys
(seen here on the bench on the left)
walked the pier,
stopping at each bench
to sit and rest a spell.
“Hello,” I said to her as we walked by,
cause she was cute as a button.
“Hey,” she said, “I like your skirt.
I could just snatch it right off you.”
Oh my goodness, how I do
love sassy women.
It was a beautiful day.
Oh yes, yes it was.
~~~~~~~~~
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning.
This is how my morning started: with a bright spot Out There, waiting for me.
We watched Felix Baumgartner parachute through space. Transported me right back to those early morning space launches. Daddy woke up me and carried me to the sofa where I watched it all on a black and white tv. Today my son, Kipp, texted me to turn on the tv, and I sat on the sofa and watched it unfold, this time in living color.
Thunderstorms are predicted for tomorrow,
and the clouds are rolling in early in preparation.
It’s quite lovely here, dark clouds or no.
~~~~~~~~~
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning.
This work by Jeanne Hewell-Chambers is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
Based on a work at http://www.TheBarefootHeart.com.
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