I found this is the archives.
The hands belong to my husband's grandmother.
We visited her while on vacation in Savannah, Georgia, earlier in the summer.
I always liked the image, but wasn't completely thrilled with how it turned out at the time.
I'm still sort of lukewarm about it, I think I'm more attracted to the nostalgic
quality of it, rather than its actual photographic merits.
You be the judge.
