Today has had a series of ups and downs in it, but one of the perks was running across this little angel Christmas ornament. She’s plastic, and about two inches tall, with a wire you use to attach her to the tree.
I remember my mom buying these when I was a little girl. There was a whole set of them. I’m sure some of the others are around somewhere, too.
You can probably tell there’s not a lot of detail in her face, but I loved the graceful nature of them even as a little girl. Funny the things we remember. I guess I’ve been loving Christmas ornaments for a long time now.
This is now the oldest thing I have on the tree – at least that I have a personal connection with. I have some vintage ornaments I’ve picked up here and there that I don’t know the age of.
I’m writing this after midnight so it’s now officially my birthday. I guess I’d best get about deciding what I want to be when I grow up, as I get on the other side of the mid forties.