Hearts and Sunsets

Sadie and I talk an evening walk

every day (weather allowing, of course!)

Every once in a while, something just

grabs your attention.  And sometimes

it falls softly from the sky,

like this little heart-shaped leaf!

February seems to be the month of hearts!

The sunsets here in the Valley of the Sun 

are amazing!  This is one from just the other day:

Hands

The theme of the day was "Hand(s)" -
to make a photo using hands in a
creative way.














The Beatles' sang:
'I Wanna Hold Your Hand.'
First single.
Fucking brilliant.
Perhaps the most fucking
brilliant song ever written.
Because they nailed it.
That's what everyone wants.
Not 24/7 hot wet sex.
Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years.
Not a Porsche...
or a million-dollar crib.
No.
They wanna hold your hand.
 -David Levithan,
        Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist



In the end, I think that's what we all want,
that special someone who is there,
just to hold our hand.
Now that is Love.

Manicure

My fingernails
are all dressed up
for the Holiday Season!

When my 'girls' were here
for the weekend,
my daughter spoiled me
with a manicure. 

In the winter,
I keep my nails short
for practical working reasons,
but I think they look nice
this way!

Hands

The hands do the heart's work.

(Thank you Mr.Geo for the quote!)

Hands

“Where the spirit 

does not work with the hand 

there is no art”

~ Leonardo da Vinci 

I have always noticed hands. It's one of the things I notice when I'm meeting a man for the first time.  Hands tell us so many things.  When we look at our fingers, we may think they are beautiful, ugly, refined, or stubby. We use them to eat, gesticulate, carry, point. Hands can do lots of different things.  They can offer comfort and affirmation or they can hit and hurt and slap. They can be held out in welcome or push people away.  They can hold gifts to brighten up someone’s life or stones to throw and hurt.  They can be used to urge people forward or to hold people back.

While looking at my hands today, I thought "Wow, they look old. I'm getting worn out." But when I see that in a man's hands, I find a deep respect, admiration and attraction (and a turn on as well)!  Happy Friday everyone!

Hands

It's so easy,
To think about love,
To talk about love,
To wish for love,
But it's not always easy,
To recognize love,
Even when we hold it
 In our hands.
~Jaka

Lots of extra traffic through here in the 

past couple of weeks,for that I want to 

thank you all for following my posts.

                                                   ~Gal

Hands/Feet

Power and speed 

be hands and feet.
 ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tread softly 

because you tread 

on my dreams.
~W B Yeats

There are times when I have moments of doubt
about what I'm doing here, what I'm trying to achieve.
Because of the nature of the blog, its not something
one can share with "the girls at work" or when family
asks "What's new?"  *laughs*  I like the anonymity,
I like being able to pursue different aspects of my
craft, my photography, what goes through my mind.
And I enjoy sharing with those who appreciate
nudity for arts' sake.

I want to thank someone for telling me:

beauty is meant to be admired, and remembered
beauty is not necessarily, nor always, nudity

It brought home to me the fact that this blog
and what I'm doing here are worthwhile, and have meaning.
For me.  

Thank you for stopping by!