Blue Gingham Angel

 

I made this sweet Blue Gingham Angel for my Mom.  She hung on the wall right beside her bed and it watched over her as she slept.

 

 

 To see an angel, you must see another's soul.
To feel an angel, you must touch another's heart.
To hear an angel, you must listen to both.









 

Her apron was made from an old dresser scarf.

 

 

I love her pantaloons and leg warmers.  Her leg warmers are made from infant socks.  Just cut the tops off and you've got little leg warmers.

 



 

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

 

 



 Oh, I believe there are Angels Among Us,
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.

They wear so many faces,

Show up in the strangest places

And grace us with their mercies in our time of need.

I apologize for the spacing issues in today's post.  Blogger just would not co-operate with me today.
 

 

Until Next Time
A gathering of Angels can enlighten the whole world.