TRUE LOVE

While walking through the forest path with my brother last year, we came upon a bag noticably tied to a tree.  Curious, we looked inside the bag and found a pencil and a journal written by someone who frequented the area.  At the end of the author's notes, he wrote a request for hikers to write a word or two about how they felt ... which we did.  I thought that was lovely.

Having said that, I took a  walk with my camera to the back of our house and came across this plaster casting of  hands that I had made over ten years ago.  I had made several castings of  the hands of my DH and mine, in fact it seemed like every time he walked by I was asking him to put his hand in the alginate one more time.  I would stain them and polish them up and put them in a special place in the house.  However, with this pair of hands I decided to make a plaster mold instead of using the alginate and wasn't able to remove the hands entirely from the mold ... I tried everything to remove them, soaking the plaster, putting them outside in the rain and the snow, dropping them on the ground ... nothing worked. I didn't have the heart to part with the piece so I left it outside leaning by the tree.   Years later, I started to look at this piece very differently, it became symbolic of true love.  Over ten years of being exposed to the sun, the rain, hail and snow ... no damage to these hands just a beautiful wear and patina ... I think that is so lovely.

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