tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post8348675341815894816..comments2024-03-26T20:24:14.950-04:00Comments on Crazy as a Loom: Ugly handsHilaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02528439226293446420noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-12528664389520391892010-08-13T23:30:34.124-04:002010-08-13T23:30:34.124-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00303888404713862153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-32160908147744626982010-03-18T22:27:10.158-04:002010-03-18T22:27:10.158-04:00I enjoyed the photos - don't see anything like...I enjoyed the photos - don't see anything like that around here. I was glad I kept scrolling down to read the story, too. Congrats on Post of the Week!blunozhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02917109513028096262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-23436492311095379552010-03-17T10:49:17.185-04:002010-03-17T10:49:17.185-04:00Last night, I heard a priest speaking about how hi...Last night, I heard a priest speaking about how his idea of Mary changed after a visit to Nazareth. He came to picture her as one of the women he met there: strong, sunburnt, no stranger to physical hardship, with hands callused from hard work.<br /><br />My grandmother's hands looked like marble, both somewhat arthritic, one permanently curled by MS. I held her hand, sat by her bed, and watched her die. Twelve years later, I still think of her every day.<br /><br />Even that, I would do again if I could.<br /><br />Congratulations on the potw.Crickethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07584174478393760131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-75254056030736113322010-03-17T10:48:50.637-04:002010-03-17T10:48:50.637-04:00I love all these photos - especially the run down ...I love all these photos - especially the run down buildings.LadyFihttp://ladyfi.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-20224776704458141282010-03-17T10:45:56.826-04:002010-03-17T10:45:56.826-04:00Congrats on POTW mention from Hilary via Kate!Congrats on POTW mention from Hilary via Kate!Darylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08241795455748298624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-69338967618619944482010-03-17T10:17:53.788-04:002010-03-17T10:17:53.788-04:00Aw, what did he know? There's more to being a...Aw, what did he know? There's more to being a person, and being a woman, for that matter, than presenting a pleasing image, you know? The least valuable thing about us is our appearance, truly, because it marks such a small contribution to our world. It's nice to be attractive, and all, but how could anyone in the midst of being cared for by those hands, remark that they are ugly? <br /><br />The man was judging based on the wrong criteria, that's for certain. <br /><br />Or, to use the vernacular of the day: What a tool. <br /><br />By the way, I particularly loved the picture of the first barn. It looks as if it ought to be stuffed silly with ghosts, doesn't it? And it looks so chilly that even the ghosts would shiver. It has a lovely, spooky quality to it, that made me appreciate being in my warm office at home. <br /><br />It's fun how certain images have such easy access to sense memory, I shivered just a little bit, looking at that photograph. <br /><br />Oh, and did I mention the guy judging your hands as being less than pleasing to the eye is stuck with a rather unattractive soul? Manicures can't cure that.Land of shimphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15671954452597068904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-67055672875519965392010-03-17T07:47:31.915-04:002010-03-17T07:47:31.915-04:00I pamper my hands with manicures on a regular basi...I pamper my hands with manicures on a regular basis. My old hands who have served me faithfully...I treat with kindness! Not ugly and nor are yours. Beautiful hands!!<br />Well written!<br />Hugs<br />SueAnnSueannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05299288406218968621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-46132512497110326882010-03-15T21:59:08.493-04:002010-03-15T21:59:08.493-04:00And you didn't show him the smiley faces on yo...And you didn't show him the smiley faces on your knuckles? Slacker.<br /><br />Loved this. :)Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10946545423048422790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-48002291966194264872010-03-15T15:14:55.041-04:002010-03-15T15:14:55.041-04:00Love the barns! I miss barns. I went back to my ...Love the barns! I miss barns. I went back to my hometown last year for the first time in 16 years. When I left it was surrounded by farms, but I was saddened to find nothing but mini-malls, Wal-Marts, etc. for miles and miles. I spent an entire Sunday afternoon driving looking for farms and found not one! My best childhood memories are about playing in an around barns. What a loss!<br /><br />As for hands, you have given me a different perspective about them. Mine are long and narrow with wrinkly knuckles and fragile nails that I have to keep cut short, but they create many beautiful things and I can be proud of them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-90572354142649509062010-03-15T12:30:33.675-04:002010-03-15T12:30:33.675-04:00I love this post, we all need to celebrate our loo...I love this post, we all need to celebrate our looks, our hands, our wrinkles, no matter where we are in life. To appreciate those wrinkles and sunspots, the memory of the scars. I have a scissors scar from the time my grandmother taught me how to make tassles, and scars from the time my cat's tail was caught in the door and I tried to pick her up instead of just opening the door! (I was 4!) Now that I'm 50, some of these are fading and I am sad about that!jaimiebhttp://web.me.com/jaimieb/Site/Blog/Blog.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-16410018847785571992010-03-14T23:19:12.732-04:002010-03-14T23:19:12.732-04:00Thanks for the chuckle ... yes, he belonged in jai...Thanks for the chuckle ... yes, he belonged in jail. He had no way of knowing what those hands would learn to create 10 years later!chrishttp://homesteadweaver.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-42608230560858778392010-03-14T22:11:08.871-04:002010-03-14T22:11:08.871-04:00I have similar hands, I'll take these creative...I have similar hands, I'll take these creative caring hands any day. Great post, and LOVE the old barns too... they don't make them like they used to.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-5606690956465924662010-03-14T22:01:30.654-04:002010-03-14T22:01:30.654-04:00I agree totally with Kate. If your hands are anyth...I agree totally with Kate. If your hands are anything like your head and heart, they're downright gorgeous. <br /><br />And you made me laugh with "No wonder he was in jail."Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787493532006658679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-38392145483316646982010-03-14T19:59:27.432-04:002010-03-14T19:59:27.432-04:00Give me a pair of hands that have done something o...Give me a pair of hands that have done something over a perfectly manicured, worthless pair of hands any time. Mine aren't pretty, either, but then again, they have created lots of pretty things, washed lots of fleeced, dug several gardens, and milked more cows than I care to remember.Benitahttp://www.basicallybenita.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-49125288755533923622010-03-14T19:44:48.297-04:002010-03-14T19:44:48.297-04:00I will tell you, my friend, that this is a wonderf...I will tell you, my friend, that this is a wonderful post. The trip to Paris, the blatant lies, the cool barnage (if verbage is a word, why can't this be) but best of all, the story of the prisoner and the ugly hands.<br />Nicely done. Not that I am an expert in any sense of the word. But good reading.<br />xoCountry Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14432335393660130255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-70755750138321023242010-03-14T19:35:52.181-04:002010-03-14T19:35:52.181-04:00Yes... if he speaks that way of a lady who is kind...Yes... if he speaks that way of a lady who is kindly taking care of him then he belongs in prison! <br /><br />My hands are not all that gorgeous either. Even if they are when we are young eventually the years catch up with us and our hands are one of the first things to tell our age to the world.<br /><br />Di<br />The Blue Ridge GalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-18329708842838274352010-03-14T19:31:40.912-04:002010-03-14T19:31:40.912-04:00I saw strong, capable hands in your weaving video....I saw strong, capable hands in your weaving video. Those were hands doing creative, honest work. That's more important, I think.LAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06462467778213463088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397854598010989.post-60868619615874748782010-03-14T19:08:07.090-04:002010-03-14T19:08:07.090-04:00Ummm....Hilary? Why didn't you have someone ta...Ummm....Hilary? Why didn't you have someone take pictures of your hands for us? I have seen them, I didn't think they were ugly!Candy Duellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04005218059096026221noreply@blogger.com