Intertwined and cupped, I looked into my hands like I was looking into a gemstone. Then I asked Jon if he would take a picture of what I was seeing (I obviously couldn’t take the photo).
I wasn’t sure, if someone looking at the picture, and didn’t know what it was, would know it was hands.
2 thoughts on “Hands”
Those are worker hands. Early rising, capable, helpful.
I like that Patsy.