Over the weekend, I went to visit my son and his wife and my little grandson. What delight! What a precious family!
Along the way, I saw a weathervane , of Gabriel’s horn. I turned around, and stopped to look at it. It was lovely. I am taken by angels, particularly Gabriel who is an archangel. It is my youngest son’s name, and my husband’s Hebrew name (Gavriel). It spoke to me. And a couple of weekends before, I had stopped at a church to take a picture of a similar weathervane on top of a church In Newbury Port, Massachusetts. All good reasons to buy it.
But, it was expensive. I talked to the owner of the antique place, and haggled the price down. Now I have a beautiful weathervane in my back garden. An antique. I like to think that it is guarding over us. Just like those souls who have gone before us.