I enjoy photography, and so do many of my friends. Here is one of them, who knows the value of recording our personal stories ... I think we met in 1989 or 90 ... but thats going back a bit, for me!
The other day He surprised me with this picture of my hand, taken when I was a slip of a girl, almost 20 years ago (cough).
I almost didn't recognise this smooth and slightly chubby limb as mine, so long have I been looking down at my hands of late, as a craft worker and Mummy.
These hands have seen a lot of Arts and crafts, lived in different places and nursed four daughters. They currently paint, sew, clean, carry, chop and mix and turn pages, and type - I actually like computers now! Which is handy ...
4 comments:
I see the nobby bits, that aren't my hands every day :-) DON'T REMIND ME :-) :-) :-)
:-) xxx
This is fascinating - I prefer a well-used and interesting pair of hands to look at!
My hands also look completely different than they did 20 years ago and I like that. I want my life to be useful and when I look at them, I know that I have been.
How great that you have a photograph of your hand from 20 years ago! I know my hands have changed a lot since that time, they start to look more and more like my mother's. I love hands!
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