"twist me a crown of wind-flowers, that I may fly away!" ~ Christina Rossetti
Friday, May 8, 2009
angel A and B
Angel A lives in my garden. She's tiny and unobtrusive, peeks past the birch bark lying alongside the pink astilbes that have yet to surface out of the recently thawed earth. Angel A is just a piece of plastic but she's quite charming. Hardly anyone notices her, though. Angel B also lives in my garden. She heard that it's going down to -1 tonight so she's decided to go back to sleep.