And Then They Fell Down Raining Fiery Death on All
Some things in this world are simply true. It doesn’t matter if I remember them or not. It doesn’t matter if I like them or not. They just go right on being true in blatant disregard of how I think the world should work.
For instance, I am a big person, and I have giant freaky man hands. Also, it is rather challenging to take pictures of hands.
Given these two truths, it really shouldn’t surprise me that taking a picture of giant freaky man hands that 1) makes them look willowy and delicate 2) shows off the knitting they are wearing 3) is marginally interesting and 4) doesn’t show anything in the background you want to hide is flipping impossible. Especially if you’re trying to pull the whole thing off for three different projects in ten minutes.
So we’ll try again this weekend. But until then, mitts…without hands.