My routine has gone all to pot.
With Chris still away and with a bad cough as well as no voice, I feel overtired this morning.
I don't know why. For I went to bed at 10 pm, and apart from three episodes of animal care ( 2 dog walks and Ukrainian Village sort out) I am still in bed now
It 11.50 am......
The dogs are all fine with me being a sloth, for they have been walked and now are back on the bed with me, but William did wake me at 9.10 am with a worried look on his face.m
He knew I was late sorting the field animals out.
I will get up again shortly and have a bath. I have eggs to sell and I promised to go to see Bob D who was due to be discharged from hospital. He has a bad chest from years of chicken keeping....
I am looking at my hands. To be precise I am looking at my left hand. I've been looking at it a great deal recently, for it has been sporting a delicate white gold wedding ring. I think most newly married people do this a lot.
My hands are looking older now.. I have the hands of a man in his fifties.
They are not the hands of an artist or a musician or a tradesman.
They are not manicured or even overly clean
They are not long and slender like the hands of an aristocrat
They are small and pudgy
Wrinkled, clumsy and slightly weather beaten.
Hands that are not worried if they get dirty
With Chris still away and with a bad cough as well as no voice, I feel overtired this morning.
I don't know why. For I went to bed at 10 pm, and apart from three episodes of animal care ( 2 dog walks and Ukrainian Village sort out) I am still in bed now
It 11.50 am......
The dogs are all fine with me being a sloth, for they have been walked and now are back on the bed with me, but William did wake me at 9.10 am with a worried look on his face.m
He knew I was late sorting the field animals out.
I will get up again shortly and have a bath. I have eggs to sell and I promised to go to see Bob D who was due to be discharged from hospital. He has a bad chest from years of chicken keeping....
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My hands are looking older now.. I have the hands of a man in his fifties.
They are not the hands of an artist or a musician or a tradesman.
They are not manicured or even overly clean
They are not long and slender like the hands of an aristocrat
They are small and pudgy
Wrinkled, clumsy and slightly weather beaten.
Hands that are not worried if they get dirty
I have my grandmother's hands
You have caring hands....you do so much for so many.
ReplyDeleteYou have some interesting lines in your hand.
ReplyDeleteI wanted to post a new nail polish on my hand than i looked at my hands and decided not because they looked old to me.
Mine are the hands of a gardener or farm labourer. Twisted and scarred and full of callouses. Our hands are a good indicator of what we do.
ReplyDeleteI have my mothers hands...small and chunky but hands that have lived a life.........and your hands are loving hands..x
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a teenager my piano teacher said to me, "I don't know how you can play so well with little sausage fingers like yours." 'Twas a cruel blow to an anxious teenager. I like to tell people that it's why I'm not a concert pianist. Or a hand model. x
ReplyDeleteI DO have sausage fingers mrs t
DeleteSo i sympathise x
My hands look much older than I feel. I am just 50, but some fingers are mis-shapen with arthritis and some have Heberden's nodes on them - and they are bloody painful and stiff which I find incredibly frustrating. Knitting and sewing take so much longer than they used to as I just don't have the same dexterity these days. Goodness knows what I'll be like in another 20 years. Stuff just seems to be wearing out much quicker than it should- I had my first cataract surgery aged 43, and that has since had to have holes lasered into it as the implant had gone cloudy ( the other implant is okay so far).
ReplyDeleteI think another twelve hour night in bed will do wonders for you.
ReplyDeleteI have my dad's, his very worst feature. Pudgy, short, plump and odd. However Granddaughter's hands are the most beautiful I've ever seen, they span an octave plus. I console myself.
ReplyDeleteYour hands are healing and caring.
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Looks like we have all been surveying our hands in our fifties ~ although mine are devoid of any jewellery ~ I look at my left hand and wonder if there will ever be a wedding ring on it again. i have noticed that the fingers on my right hand are bent and have nobly knuckles from overuse with my tools of the trade ~ a pen, keyboard and mouse.
ReplyDeleteGet lots of rest JG and don't be afraid to ask for help.
nice ring on those helpful hands. get more rest.
ReplyDeleteRest and heal.
ReplyDeleteI would think it is a great honor to have your grandmother's hands. The ring looks right at home.
You have working hands like me. Put a good dollop of hand cream on them when you go to bed at night - that should help to plump up the wrinkles!
ReplyDeleteI have always been told I have the long and slender hands of an aristocrat (I only got the hands... and I'm NOT sorry). But they, too, look old (in my case 60) and spotted -- whenever I glance I my wedding ring. (But there's no manure under my nails.)
ReplyDeleteI have my Grandma's hands too. I remember pushing in on the veins as a kid. Can't tell you why that fascinated me but it did. I got long alien fingers. And a crooked, bent pinky finger that freaks people out when I flip it at them to "give them the finger" as it were.
ReplyDeleteFunny how the shape of hands is passed down and is so identifiable.
ReplyDeleteOn one of our far-flung holidays abroad, on the first evening at dinner, the chap next to me (who was also on our holiday) asked if the farmer was a miner. What makes you think that I asked - he was looking at the shape of his hands. They are the tough hands of a work man.
The older my hands get, the more I love the way they look. I recently got a bad steam burn on two fingers. I am very curious to see what the scar will look like. My hands look like the hands of someone who has used them well.
ReplyDeleteThey are what is known as 'capable' hands.
ReplyDeleteThey look OK to me!
ReplyDeleteI remember looking at my grandmother's hands and seeing spots all over them......they are 'liver spots', she said. I thought that was weird! Now I have them too! Thanks Nana.
More sleep John. Also, you can do a quick treatment thing to them. Get a palmful of any old cooking oil, and a good pile of table salt. Mix and rub all over the hands, then rinse, Cheap and it works.
ReplyDeleteThey are a nurse's hands, no problem with that.
DeleteOff to bed soon bev...i think you are right
DeleteDo they, like my 50s hands, have crepey skin?
ReplyDeleteAlbert backs you oblivious and content. My hands are nice and soft and loving and I bite my nails.
ReplyDeleteThat makes two of us x
DeleteYour mass of doggies on the duvet love your hands.
ReplyDeleteThey look perfect to me.
I have alien hands. Short fingers with very small pink part of the nail. So my hands look strange. Then add the arthritis and you have a winner !
But my Square Dogs love them so I good with that.
cheers, parsnip
More sleep is definitely the best remedy. I don't know whose hands mine are like, except that they are small like my Mom's and Grandmother's were. Very good for sewing...
ReplyDeleteYour hands are gorgeous... they care for your husband, pamper the pooches, cook the food, clean the house, clean up the Ukrainian village. As if that weren't enough, they also comfort and care for the sick, and the dying.
ReplyDeleteYup, they look practically perfect to me.
Feel better soon John.
That's a lovely thing to say and eloquently put.
Delete..but i still bite my nails x
DeleteThank you Anna!
DeleteAnd your point would be, John? You do it because you have so much on your mind, that should be your story! ;-) (I'd bite mine too, but they'd probably break my teeth... tough old things they are.) xx
You forgot "hard-working, life-saving, comforting, and attached to a kind, generous, smart, funny person". Lovely essay, John.
ReplyDeleteStill fat hands jenny o
DeleteYou have hands that work hard, hands that care, hands that will hopefully last you until the end of your days. Good hands, and they thoroughly deserve to be wearing that lovely ring. :-)
ReplyDeleteSweet sue x
DeleteLucky you, I have the hands of a wizend oak tree, What's your secret?
ReplyDeleteChillblains
DeleteMy hands, except for that magical gold band, look rather like yours. Not elegant, often grubby, pudgy and mostly functional.
ReplyDeleteI suspect your fatigue is a subtle hint that you are still not well. Too subtle for you? Look after yourself. Please.
Rest, rest, your hands and the rest of you will be better for it.
ReplyDeleteI'm not exactly what you would call a delicate flower of a woman, but I have huge hands shaped just like my dad. Square fingers and pudgy palms with protruding veins on the back... and I bite my nails too John, but do you know what, my hands are caring hands too so I couldn't give a fiddlers fig about it. My trick for soft hands is coconut oil rubbed in and left on. I suspect as has already been said that more sleep is what is required to perk you up a bit. Plenty of fluids will help too. Get well soon x
ReplyDeleteJo in Auckland, NZ
My hands of course are shaped like hands and not like my dad at all lol! But like my dad's hand! The s makes it I think!
DeleteJo in Auckland, NZ
Checking in, catching up after a busy couple of weeks. Not any busier than yours, though, what with opening gifts, scrubbing fannies and getting sick. As for your hands, let me tell you Miss Chef has similar sausage-y hands, but you know what? They are the hands that I love, and I believe Chris feels the same about yours. Wouldn't change a thing about 'em. xx
ReplyDeleteGive them back to her!
ReplyDeleteI have coalminers' grandaughter hands but there are worse things in life. I think you have a viral infection which will get better with a little R&R, if that's at all possible with your busy schedule. Get some Lucozade or Berrocco down your neck too and feel better soon. xxx
ReplyDeleteThat's sweet about the wedding ring :) I hope to have that feeling one day :)
ReplyDeleteI never knew that Bob Dylan kept chickens - nor did I know that he has moved from California to Trelawnyd. It's amazing what you can find out through blogging.
ReplyDeleteI'm always looking at hands. I have my Father's that now are showing signs of arthritis. Before my brother passed away in February, I noticed his hands at the hospital and realized that he had my Mom's hands. So does my youngest brother and I later took a photo of both of theirs together. I made it seem like a little silly thing to do, but inside, I just wanted to remember them.
ReplyDeleteYou have the hands of someone who works. Bee proud of those hands! I hope you feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteYou have the hands of a married man. Gosh, I love this lovey dovey, sentimental talk.
ReplyDeleteI love that pic of all the dogs' different coat textures on the bed.
ReplyDeleteHey! I have your Grandmother's hands too! How did that happen? :D
I've often considered that my hands look older than I am.
ReplyDeleteSome of my favourite photos on this blog are of bundles of fur.
Your hands are not shy of hard work.
ReplyDeleteFunny that you are looking at your palms. Women worry about the top of their hands looking old. I even hear plastic surgeons are doing hands now. Pretty desperate methinks, but then again, I'm not as vain as some women are.
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ReplyDeleteI did a double take when I looked at your hands picture, because your hands look very much as my brother's did. And yes, when I first got married, I stared at the shiny ring on my finger. It positively GLOWED. It's still shiny nearly 29 years out, but not that same new glow. It now looks as though it belongs on my finger and has become part of it.
ReplyDeleteI have hands like old chooks feet. Same as my dad.
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