Archive | December 2013

Hands Around Home

Harvesting carrots

Harvesting carrots

Somebody asked me why I take pictures of hands. I think there are a lot of reasons. They do so many interesting things, and in what they do they show a lot about their person. They can be graceful or strong, active or still, and they can capture the essence or the soul of a person. They’re beautiful. They’re candid. Most of the hand photos I take are not posed (except for my own, because I’m not quick enough to catch myself unawares with the camera). It’s less invasive to snap a person’s hands than a person’s face. Most people get self-conscious when you aim a camera at their face, only a few seem so anxious about having their hands photographed. Those are some of the reasons. Also, it’s just plain fun.

Corwin holds a honeycomb

Corwin holds a honeycomb

Julia carries Rocky

Julia carries Rocky

Dawn pats her dad's dog

Dawn pats her dad’s dog

Harvesting potatoes

Harvesting potatoes

Philip eats a chicken

Philip eats a chicken

JoAnn holds Tasha

JoAnn holds Tasha

Holding a bird that hit the window

Holding a bird that hit the window

Deb reaches into the pig bowl

Deb reaches into the pig bowl

Suzi teases Teddy Kittidy

Suzi teases Teddy Kittidy

Pamela raises the cat

Pamela raises the cat

Rosie pats Rocky

Rosie pats Rocky

In my year-end review of photos, I’ve collected my favorite hands, one more round to come. The garden is under snow; morning rounds aren’t happening. Maybe a midday trip out to fill the bird feeders and sit in the sun for a few minutes by the iced-over pond, take a walk through the woods with the dogs. Mostly I’m inside, feeding the fire in the wood stove, working on the computer, playing piano, cleaning the house. It’s an interior time of the year for me, a hibernation of sorts. This morning when I drove to the grocery store I realized I hadn’t been off the mesa for a whole week, and it felt positively bold to drive down the hill toward town.

Tonight I gather with friends, many of whose hands are here, hands that have helped me through the past year, will carry me through the coming year. For all these hands and more I am grateful every day.

More Hands Across the Country

Auntie cuts her homemade key lime pie

Auntie cuts her homemade key lime pie

Amy indulges in Happy Hour food

Amy indulges in Happy Hour food

Aunty eats fried sugar toads at Something Different

Aunty eats fried sugar toads at Something Different

Sallie holds the Skyline

Sallie holds the Skyline

Candace prepares hors d'ouvres

Candace prepares hors d’ouvres

Candace serves hors d'ouvres

Candace serves hors d’ouvres

Auntie sorts the puzzle pieces

Auntie sorts the puzzle pieces

Rick finds a crab

Rick finds a crab

Auntie finds crab shells

Auntie finds crab shells

Auntie cracks lobster

Auntie cracks lobster

Loving the cat

Loving the cat

Auntie works the wooden puzzle

Auntie works the wooden puzzle

Judy works the train puzzle

Judy works the train puzzle

Sallie drinking wine

Sallie drinking wine

John adjusts his sculpture

John adjusts his sculpture

Tony does physical therapy

Tony does physical therapy

Gaytha collecting eggs

Gaytha collecting eggs

Rita plays with a puppy

Playing with the puppy

Melinda divides the pastries

Melinda divides the pastries

Rita enjoys a cocktail

Enjoying a cocktail

I’ve been shooting hands since the first of the year. This is the second installment, wrapping up the best of the hands from my travels last spring. Next episode, hands from around home. 

Holiday Cookie Exchange!

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A winter’s afternoon, a group of women bake some cookies, bring them all to a friend’s table, drink some punch, eat some cheese, eat some cookies, cluster in twos and threes in heartfelt conversation, play a game, laugh and laugh and laugh, eat some cookies, drink some coffee, laugh and talk and play some more, then circle the table filling their tins with an exquisite assortment of holiday treats: vanilla creme sandwich cookies, Kahlua and chocolate wafers, Earl Grey shortbread, Chocolate oatmeal Snowdrops, chocolate curry candy, red velvet cookies, gingersnap candy, Aspen Bark candy, chocolate nut cranberry clusters, Butternuts, lemon macaroons, Ghirardelli chocolate cookies, almond macaroons, cranberry-white chocolate-pecan cookies, chocolate meringues, peppermint meringues, and, oops, not pictured, cranberry bark, marijuana gingersnaps, orange blossom balls, and almond-quinoa shortbread. They fill their tins with treats and their hearts with hugs and set off into the cold dusk as the waxing moon rises on a snow-sparkled landscape. Things that can’t be beat.

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