I have a thing for gazing balls. When I was young and we were still living in Chicago several dear friends had them in their beautiful gardens. I have many fond childhood memories attached to them.
So Mom and I looked around for a while and almost bought a stand and ball. But.... at the last moment we convinced each other that this beautiful angel was even more perfect for my garden. Mom insisted on giving it to me as a gift. When I got home it just seemed right to put her beside the daisies - my favorite flowers. Thanks Mom! She's beautiful and she makes me happy every time I look at her!
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Angels descending, bring from above, echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
~Fanny J. Crosby