Friday, July 25, 2008

It is finally time. These gloves must go. They've done a fine job of protecting my hands from baling twine, shovel handles, rakes, and such.

Not anymore though. Holes in the fingers are not conducive to thistle pulling. At all.

Now that's what I'm talking about! Supple cowskin, with a suede palm for added grip and protection. Now let's see who wins, you thistles! No more, "Ow, ow, OW!"

Gratuitous sky shot.

Thanks for the comments/e-mails/worry on the absence here. Mom and I are just fine. The past week has been bizarre, and rather surreal, but that's really all I can say. I promise to tell you all about it when I can. How's that for a teaser?


Cindy said...

New gloves are so exciting. Of course, i'm easy like that. And, the sky pic? Stunning!

Turtle said...

glad to hear your all good! nice sky! isn't it funny how new gloves can make us so happy!

rilera said...

Welcome back! Lovely sky shot. Hope those gloves help you do battle against that nasty thistle. Hugs to you and Mom.

LostInCO said...

Beautiful sky shot! I hate breaking in new gloves. But yay for no holes.

punkin said...

I like old gloves. They hold the imprint of the hands that worked hard. They have a story and a history.