clutching

On a Friday night in September 1971, a group of men, clutching sandwiches and flasks of tea, made their way into SAC, a leather goods shop on Baker Street.

Or she’s clutching an "ibende" - a long wooden stick that over the years she has used to pound millet or cassava or maize.

Only weeks earlier I’d run into a tarantula on the trail’s edge clutching a still-living insect in its long furry arms — several hikers were hovering over it, snapping photos with paparazzi-like fervor.

"Sometimes in the past when we lost, they were clear losses and we were clutching at straws. I don't feel we are clutching at straws now. We lost, but we're close."

Here was a middle-aged woman, fresh off a run, casually clutching a pair of earphones in her hand while she placed an important work call.