It's a Journey....

By LeeAnn

Angel Watching Over Me

My Grandmother crocheted this angel for me about 15 years ago. She had used starch to make the skirt stiff so that we could put her on top of the tree. One year the angel had somehow gotten damp while packed away and was all brown and soft. I was able to whiten her up again with bleach and now have her in a shadow box to hang on the wall at Christmas time.
Because the angel is behind glass and because I am such a savvy photographer (ha!), I have a bit of a selfi here as well.

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