Those of you who recall the post titled “Sister Angels” know how distressed I was at the vandalism that left one of the angels destroyed. A few weeks ago, I drove by the cemetery and looked over at the tombstone expecting to see only one intact angel. To my absolute delight, I saw that the ravaged angel was whole again. I could hardly believe it. A bird sat on her wing watching as if he knew and was happy too.
The destroyed sister’s head had been replaced and her wing repaired. The repairs were incomplete, but she looked wonderful to me.
The grout on her wings would require smoothing and reshaping.
Her neck repair would be smoothed and the excess grout removed when it dried. Somehow, she looked as if she were patiently waiting to be restored.
She looks perfect to me.