Mary Moon posted this photo and this story today on her blog, and I'm not embarrassed to say that if I were the type lady who swooned, I would have swooned. The hands of that man entwined with the hands of his namesake just do me in. In fact, I've been percolating a post about hands -- Sophie's hands, my son Henry's hands, Oliver's hands, my father's hands, Clinton's hands. I've got a little more meat for that post, so stay tuned.
that mary. she would feel this. as would you.
ReplyDeleteMy husband's hands are the reason I fell in love with him. Well, the first reason anyway.
ReplyDeleteHe drives me insane, but if I think back to that first moment I saw him, well, I remember.
Yep. Swoony picture. For sure.
ReplyDeleteAnd hands- I think of them all of the time. They are, quite possibly, our most beautiful human feature.
I love hands. I have them all over my house. Little totems of hands.
ReplyDeleteI recently had a party at my house and photographed the hands of my mother, sister, daughter and self.
And I have many times swooned over Bill's hands. They are so beautiful and expressive. I think good people have beautiful hands and that the opposite is true as well.
Hands say so much Elizabeth, as does this picture. I look forward to more.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing this. I look forward to your ruminations on hands...
ReplyDelete