February 01, 2011

Grasp, Grip, Hold

Photo by Sarah Peller    

Oh my god....more snow here in Boston today like so much of the US...where the heck are we going to put it all? It is kind of cool though- or at least I think so right now...I am getting tired of shoveling however.

I think I've mentioned before that I have a bit of an intrigue with hands. Hands of all ages are so beautiful. It's one of the things I notice first about people.

Photo by Franci Strumpher    Newcastle, South Africa

Watching people's hands is a very intimate thing whether it's a newborn sucking it's fist, a six-year using scissors, or someone knitting, or chopping vegetables. Or a child, or a very old person, repeatedly rubbing something between their thumb and forefinger like the edge of a quilt for comfort.

Photo by John Byer     Suffolk, UK

 Remember the macrame craze?

Photo by Adrian Van Leen    Nollamara Australia

 Hands tell stories, and are forever interesting to me.

Photo by Gratsiela Atanasova    Bulgaria

           Plus, I like how observing people's hands slows me down.

Photo by Sunshizzle,  USA

      This one is so great. 
      When we get right down to it LOVE really is all there is.

By the way does anyone remember the 1960s or 1970s soap or hand cream commercial where they asked viewers which hands were the mother's hands, and which hands were the daughter's? Please leave me a comment if you remember what product they were advertising so that I can find it. It made a big imprint on me about aging and I'd love to watch it again.

Remember Madge and the Palmolive dishing wash soap commercial?

Stay dry everyone :-)