Monday, April 19, 2010

Precious Hands

Have you ever stopped long enough to ponder what hands of loved ones have done an how the legacy of their hands might effect you?

When my Grandmother died, my dear Grandfather took her riding gloves and encased them in this frame. Grandmother was an Arabian horse lover and while living in upstate NY she volunteered at a school for children with cerebral palsy teaching them how to ride horses.

Just recently, I found the old garden tool. It was my grandfathers and am wondering if it might have been brought over from the farm of his childhood in Germany.


  1. Oh Lylah, what beautiful treasures indeed! How exciting to find them. I can see you come from a family who loved the outdoors and to work with their hands. Maybe a family of gardeners?

    Blessings and love,

  2. hi there beautiful debbie....i still find it amazing/amusing with the lindenhurst connection :-)..

    my grandfather's family farmed in germany and grandmothers did in upstate we do - here ...such an amazing circle back to roots.

    blessings on your day!

  3. I love the photo of your grandpa's (I'm guessing) hands...precious.

  4. I remember that photo as if it was yesterday:)Hands were so small many many yrs ago..I have tiny gloves here:)

  5. Hi there April...actually, those hands are my husband's mother. She was so sweet to organize and file my seed packets. Today, she helped us put the final screws/nails in our vintage fence. Amazing and beautiful hands....which help me appreciate mine as they age. :-)

    Thanks dear friends for stopping by and saying hello!

    Nana...yes, I think He made hands smaller back then :-)


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