Thursday, August 14, 2014

The August Break 2014 - hands

When I last visited with my remaining aunt I turned to take a photo of her hands.
She reached for her husbands hand, whom she dearly loves.

When I went searching for this photo my hands in other shots were almost always pouring tea.
Notice what you notice in the hands, they tell us so many stories.
When I look at my own hands it tells me the stories of my career in patternmaking,
holding a pencil, drawing the lines, and cutting with large scissors.
It tells me of the cups of tea I have poured, the hugs I have given, and the
pets of my cats soft fur.


Jeanne said...

Life is slippery take my hand.


Love Jeanne

Steph said...

Oh my goodness - this is so beautiful!

Catherine said...

Very beautiful. Blessings, Catherine

Rosemary said...

When I look at my hands, I see my mother.

Jeanie said...

One of the most beautiful and incredibly moving photographs I have seen. I'm so grateful you have this.

Mary said...

Such a beautiful photo of loving hands.
Mary x

Tracy said...

Oh, this is sweet... the love this pours from those hands!! :o) I had a hard time with this prompt, I think because my own hands look like they're changing--with physical age and photographing that seemed strange somehow. I see my grandmother's hands-my Dad's mother's. I don't look like her very much otherwise, but I seem to have her hands! These prompts have been fun to work with though. Happy Weekend, Marilyn ((HUGS))