Every year for the last...oh, fifteen or so...we have exchanged angels with our dear friends, Jo and Sheryl. I don't know how it got started. I don't know how Jud (originator of the *Angel Rule) let it get past us! I think it started when we both gave each other angels for Christmas by coincidence and, right then, a tradition had begun. Some years, we give each other similar angels. Some years, there are whimsical angels. Some years, there are serious angels. This year, we could not have given each other more different angels. Sheryl and Jo gave us the beautiful angel on the left (who I decded, was the Archangel Michael, patron saint of San Miguel). We gave them the coquette on the right, who we all concluded was named Mimi. Mimi came all the way from the Adriatic shore of Croatia and is a bit of a coquette, maybe even a little naughty. She wears short skirts over her twig legs and a seashell cloche. Archangel Michael appears a bit disgruntled at her skirt length but I can't help but think he has forgiven Mimi for her wanton ways!
Here is the Happy Foursome in front of our fireplace, Jud, Suz, Jo and Sheryl.
And here is Kat, with her dear "aunties."
Ah, good friends. What would we do without them?
I was reminded by a poem that was part of a friendship reading in my sorority in college (and I cannot believe I can remember it all!)
It is my joy in life to find
At every turning of the road
The strong arm of a comrade kind
To help me onward with my load.
But since I have no gold to give
And love, alone, must make amends
My only prayer is, while I live,
God, make me worthy of my friends.
Edgar Guest (I believe)
* The Angel Rule...For every angel that comes in, one must go out (does not apply to Christmas angels.)