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It was a very good visit to the local island library (tiny by most standards)...there are books to read for entertainment, to ponder, to be inspired by, and to learn. The blue thick book was a bonus. Our library has a section of books that have been removed from circulation which are free for the taking...or if one is inclined, a small donation to the library fund. I always look here and am seldom disappointed. Today I found the 'Selections' from the writings and speeches of William Randolph Hearst. He apparently had an opinion on most everything. But what I see is 765 heavy paper pages perfect to become a sketchbook of painting and drawings....a perfect repository of a body of work. Hands full of books! #cy365 74/365 'hands full'

They're getting old and wrinkly.... Aaack!

Here are my 30 yards of hand spun yarn (about worsted weight) from roving dyed in Kool-aid. I like the effect dying the roving gives the yarn, compared to dying it with Kool-aid after spinning in this case. The colors are a bit softer, more muted. it was spun on my light little Louet spindle.

A very over used image, but it means more when you know the people involved!

I love chubby little baby hands, and these hands worked so patiently today during Sunday school putting together this large floor puzzle.

 

He is only two, so he needed some help, but I couldn't believe how interested he remained.

From the Milton Bradley game of "Happiness." Love the little bead popper in the shape of a hand!

 

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I bought Happiness for $2.50, plus shipping. Go figure

 

I saw this game on Raining Rita's photostream and decided I couldn't be truly happy until I had a copy of my own. A quick tour of eBay turned up a dozen offers. I chose a complete set and popped for the shipping. It was a buy-it-now auction.

 

I have no regrets--the groovy graphics are so 1970s. I can't wait to put it together and play it soon!

Tired, Chalky, Dirty Hands

Canon AE-1

FD 85mm, f/1.8

Rossmann 400

2014.11.22

every good boy dies first

woman opening the fly of her jeans with her hands

Topic: Radiating lines pulls the viewer directly to a center of interest. Take advantage of this in a photo you create today.

 

A way to achieve a goal is not the goal itself.

 

This was shot right below a regular lamp. The light is sickly yellow, but thanks to a trick of taking an additional shot of a blank sheet of paper I was able to sample the color cast and apply a negating transform to this picture. I love this part of shooting in RAW.

My hands are so white. I need to get my tan on. :D

Only edited a tad, beleive it or not.

I like it even though it is different.

The butterfly is naturally in the "diamond." I am guessing the way I was holding my hands created it.

She seemed to have no problem walking this way

Rest Area - Wilton, Connecticut USA

Hands on Approach, Live performance at Tróia on Portugal Dream Coast .

Photographer : João Luis Martins Fernandes

Finally i got two 500W strobes to use indoor.. Actually they're not the typical studio strobes but for a student on low budget they work pretty well anyway!

Result of the hand meme!

 

I'm in love with this picture. '-'

    

Wet felted, dry needle felted and hand stitched.

This Photo can be used as a kindergarten spelling word flashcard.

At Hot Lips Pizza in downtown Portland

My hands after pulling the dead vegetables from the garden.

 

I'd always wanted elegant, soft, lady-like hands, whatever that means. I'd wanted hands like my childhood friend Donna -- she had long, tapering fingers and oblong, thin nails. Soft, soft skin. Instead, genetics dealt me these stubby fingers, and dry, crackled skin, while an childhood obsessive oral fixation implanted a near-unbreakable nail and cuticle biting habit. When I was about sixteen or so, a friend of mine tattooed a lightning bolt on my left middle finger with a sewing needle and India ink. The end result, after days of swelling, was less a rock-and-roll bolt and more a shaky outline of the state of New Jersey. There it is, though, etched permanently on my finger.

 

I wouldn't say I've grown to love my hands, but I don't think about them much anymore, except to notice sometimes how wrangled they are from paint, or work, or gardening.

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