The Hands of Time ...



Love's gift cannot be given,
it waits openly to be accepted.


I couldn't guess how
many times I have seen them
hold or touch hands... but it
is always a beautiful moment
for me with my parents.

Their love and friendship is our
family pillars. xx00xx

For Macro Monday at Lisa's Place...

10 comments:

  1. I am also moved by the affection shown by my parents towards each other. This is a lovely photo and even though it's just hands, it tells the whole story:)

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  2. My parents were like this before my dad passed. I never even really came close to having that. But I'm not bitter.

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  3. It is touching and beautiful to see love enduring through the years.

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  4. Very lovely...sentiment as well as picture.

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  5. Great shot and moment. Nice capture.

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  6. Wonderful capture. It's funny that I ended up with my mom's hands after all.

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  7. Oooohh, beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.

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  8. Very touching shot. You've given us all a lot to think about today.

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Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever . . . it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.
-Aaron Siskind