My Guardian Angel

If you visited with me last week, you're pretty up to date on goings on. I thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers.

We've been busy taking underwater photographs at local swim schools. I do all the post-processing so my hands and my brain have to stay focused for that, which is great for the ol' brain. I need that right now. I'd share some of the work I do, but I have to protect our young clients.

I am continually amazed at how life and art intersect, aren't you? I love that there are so many parallels. For instance, at EIM the word of the week is "angel." Mine needs a set of wings, but he still is keeping an eye on me. My brother used to paint fantasy figurines and this one is about three inches tall.  No small challenge as he had 20-300 vision last I checked.
It's is the last one he worked on; I picked him off his workbench (Or did HE pick ME?). I have no idea who he is supposed to be--is he a character from history or the latest video game? I now have him on my dashboard to light my way and protect me on the freeways (And kick butt, if necessary). Now, there's a full-time job if there ever was one.

I just need to get him some wings, not that he hasn't already earned them.