Angel of the South

I don't have many ornaments. My 'ornaments' tend to be rather large items such as guitars, gramophones and record players. However, this ornament takes pride of place.

She is a gift from my cousin, the same cousin who offered me the 'Guardian Heart'. This angel is a little out of the ordinary. For a start, she is rough to the touch, has no face and has rusted wings. However, there's a gentle serenity about her, and I still find myself peering over to look at her.

My cousin lives down south.

Guess who's the angel in my mind :-) ....