The good Os, founder of , set us the task of finding our favorite HNT from the past year, no matter how short or how long we have been joining the gang. Hands down, my Grandma wins. I get so much more pleasure from looking at her than at me. When I see her hair, I remember visiting her hairdresser with her at an age before I understood that her hair would naturally be grey but the hairdresser kept it dark. When I see her hand, I see her ring and I am reminded of her long comfortable relationship with my Grandpa, but that after his death she became her own person again, and she seemed to enjoy that. Her papery wrinkles remind me of the many years of my life she has blessed with her love. The old Vaseline jar reminds me of her house filled with large and small mementos of a life and a family, my family. I am reminded of how soon she will die, and her family...her daughters, her grandchildren (including me) will sort through the remains of her life, and how hard it will be to throw away such things, even as we say, "Ew."
But, if I have to pick one of myself, I would pick the one from the week of the Boobiethon. Meant to be a hint of the photos to be found there, I liked this cropping, as did other HNT folks:
Happy HNT all, and Happy New Year.