Angel on the staircase
Just coming downstairs this afternoon, the light coming through the upstairs landing window was casting pretty patterns on the stairs. I called to Shana that it might be worth taking a picture. Shana, however, looking up the stairs rather than down, saw something quite different. Five minutes either way and we’d have completely missed what seems to be an angel making its way quietly upstairs. You can clearly see the curve of the wing there on the wall.
The last time our stairs were featured on this blog, they were groaning under the weight of hundreds of books. A dab of paint and a few horse brasses and you’d hardly recognise the place.
Now, I wonder where that angel was off to…