::hands::

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a pair of wrist warmers to be worn two different ways, seaweed little cardigan, and a wheat-colored neckwarmer. find them all here.

sometimes i wonder if there’s any worth in all the hours that are spent working with the hands. but hands are an amazing thing, no? they can fold laundry and hold other hands. they can feel the coolness of water and the warmth of a cup of tea. they can sculpt and draw and they can caress the face of our loved one. today i’m thankful for hands. for strong hands and weak hands and open hands.

4 thoughts on “::hands::

  1. Quando li este post lembrei-me imediatamente deste trecho de um conto da Karen Blixen, de que gosto muito:

    “Quando foi Lua Cheia e toda a cidade ficou banhada nessa luz, os dois sentaram-se muito juntos no telhado. Ele deixou as mãos percorrem-na e disse:
    – Desde que te vi, as minhas mãos ganharam vida própria. Compreendo agora que Deus, ao dar mãos aos homens, mostrou ter para com eles tanta bondade e tanto amor como se lhes tivera dado asas.
    E ergueu as mãos, demorou-se a olhá-las.”

    O Mergulhador, Karen Blixen

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