Angels

My Angel

Feb. 2009

He's no angel, but the angel on the floor, I still have.

Our snow angel

Angel in Bala, 2009

This angel has a special place in my heart. JB and I bought it for my parents. I'm sure it was during an artisan's tour in Muskoka, perhaps around 2001, or so, as we toured around one summer. Funnily enough, we had a dump of snow overnight (11+ cm or ☞ 4½"), and we're going to have to do some digging out.

She is pretty in her white, and I've spray painted her several times. At one point, her head fell off, due to rust. We took her to the guy nearby, and he reattached her, and repainted her for $10. 

I left her repainting too late this year.  It has to be above 10 C. for the paint to stick and dry. It didn't go well. I began to paint her, then ran out of white spray paint.

She's had her trials, in the snow, and wind. I brought home a pallet, and she'll sit there for winter. 

I sent hubby off to buy me some more spray paint. White for Angel, gold for some other things. Turns out, it was too cold for the white to stick. The excellent gold paint really stuck, even on a cold, rainy day. Then I sprayed the candelabra, too. They are fastened to the pallet. Our winds can be fierce.

Flowers, angel, sunset...

My caregiver is slowly being relieved of duties! I still have a residual cough, giving me headaches, but I am better. He's cleaned house, in anticipation of our kids and newest granddaughter visiting.
He's been a wonderful shopper. He even bought me a bouquet of flowers, which wasn't on the list!

There are sales on! This angel was a bit more than I could manage to photograph properly, but you can see her purpose.



A lovely walk in the forest, finally! I took it slowly. There is a fallen log, which is being hollowed out! Thankfully, nothing jumped out at me! Buster was out but did not choose to follow.


There was much evidence of the deer rutting. The bucks fight over the females. Not that I've seen it! There was much disturbance in the leaves, down beyond the meadow, deep in the forest. A large deer track, which tells the story. I'd love to count them, but this is all I have.



The sun set on painted clouds.


At 6:45 p.m., we had our grounds crew trimming the growing grass. Very unusual for us for December.

The twins hunt down an angel

This angel is a 'made in China' one, which we gave to Mom long ago. At the time it meant a lot, but I accidentally broke her wings off, and glued on some real turkey feathers. It is up high on the bathroom vanity. 

First Buster, the curtain climber, decided to check her out.

He hunts down the angel - what a boy!

He likes the feathers! Mmmm, turkey!

Spots himself in the facing mirror and gets distracted.
Behind him, Felix, who goes for distance not height,
decides to find out what was going on.
Felix was in the window minding his own business.

Buster decides the feathers might indicate food,
or a toy!
Felix still wonders if this is a good idea.

Buster wonders why I'm laughing.
Felix pretends to look away.

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