Friday Photo Break, vol. 32

I really love statues. This one in particular belongs to my mother, sitting on the corner of her front porch. My father has grown to dislike this statue, wanting to throw her away as she ages and begins to crumble, showing cracks and heavy wear.  I’ve always thought that the aging process makes statues more beautiful. Mom intends to move this angel statue to the woods beside their home, leaving her alongside a trail to let her be covered in moss and vines. I can’t wait to see how she looks then.

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