Today the photohunt theme is “Hands.”
I have a few photos that feature hands. Probably one of my favorite is one that I have featured on this blog before, a tiny butterfly perched on my friend Jeri’s hand when we were floating one day.
Here are some artisan hands, the hands of my husband, pointing the mortar in the wall of our strawberry bed.
My hand, pointing to a tiny cricket frog on the river bank, to give scale.
Just married hands. . .
Musical hands. . .
My father’s hands, on his 80th birthday. They are 6 years older now, and if possible, even more gnarled and worn.
I think about the thousands of miles those hands sat on a steering wheel, driving him to work so we could eat and have a home to live in, or to take us to miraculously beautiful places where we hiked and camped and backpacked. I think of those hands clinging to mountain rock as he climbed, or holding a ski pole, or tools to fix the vehicles, or a hammer to put a new roof on the house, or an axe to split wood. How many words came out from a pen those hands held, how many calculus equations were solved, how many antennas and other electronic things designed? How many cats and dogs tenderly caressed?
I think of a video that was taken of him back in the 60s when he was on the Northwest Cape of Australia testing the VLF antennas there. They climbed the central tower, over a thousand feet high, and at the top, with the NW Cape spread below him and the ocean in the distance, he stood at the top of the tower flapping his hands and dancing in the wind, as if he was a bird ready to fly. (Yes there was a safety line. . .)
Other people are participating in Photohunter too. Find them here.
What a beautiful post!!
The Florida Furkids and Angel Sniffie
They are great hands. Happy hunting.
Very cool photos but I really like what your wrote about your memories of hands. One doesn’t always think about integral they are to our lives and the memories we create.
Me too. Love what you said about your Dad.
That’s a great set of photos. I love that one with the butterfly. They aren’t always eager to sit and be photographed!
I think it liked the salt on her hands, it sat there for quite a while, actually, after it had sat on my forearm, and my thigh too.
what a fantastic post for this theme. great job.
What beautiful hands! And I love the stories they tell.
Thanks for stopping by for photohunt. Enjoy the rest of the weekend.
I like the just married hands the best.
What a wonderful collection of hands!
Thank you for stop by and it amazing what story one hands will tell.
Coffee is on.
What a great post for the theme. You did a wonderful job with this. Happy weekend.
All these hands tell wonderful stories. You must be thankful for the hands of your Dad and hubby who are there for you.
Nice. Thanks for dropping by.
these are beautiful photos…each pair of hand tells a different story. marvelous take on this week’s challenge.
Brilliant banner photo of the bare feet on snow!
beautifully evocative post, especially the memories evoked by your Dad’s hands.
love this entry! you have great photos in here. they tell a story.
enjoy the rest of the week! thanks for the visit. 🙂
I like the first one best, too, but the others are all very cool as well.