Tuesday we celebrated the Holy Archangels; today it’s our invisible guardians whom we feast.
Herewith, some stuff:
Okay. If you were going to buy wings for the Christmas pageant, you could go ahead and get them today. Not great art or theology or anything, but little kids like dressing up, and I can think of worse ways to mark the day than by “playing” it.
This, on the other hand, I think I might be afraid to put on.
Redsox vs. Angels . . . it’s kind of a stretch, but somebody might actually want these.
I don’t much like the conflation of angels with children — boy, if ever there were a disanalogy waiting to happen — but I do love Waldorf dolls.
A vintage First Communion holy card
Vintage Bob Dylan
The “Cute Interchangeable Things With Wings” Calendar 2010
Not exactly what I had in mind
A misnomer: you don’t hear the sounds of an angel, just the heartbeat of someone who has one.
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