Spring has arrived for real this time and the angels are singing. FA-LA-LA-LA-FINALLY. I can see buds on my rhododendron. The hydrangea leaves are growing in. Hostas are peeking out of the ground. I’m also buying stock in Kleenex but I refuse to complain. Coat my throat in pollen and throw inch worms in my hair; as long as I’ve got warm temperatures I’m happy.
Speaking of angels, I’ve got wings.
I had enough pep in my step last week to drag out our big ladder and hang the angel wings. I knew I wanted them in that little space but was having misgivings about getting them up there. Like most things it turned out to be no big deal.
I like the wings for two reasons. They help separate the family room from the rest of the house which is nice is an open floor-plan. I also think that they ground the room much like the window treatments that I’m working on. High ceilings are a gift and curse wrapped into one.
I’ve really noticed an ethereal quality since hanging them. When the light hits I feel like the angel wings take on a warm glow. Perhaps a little cliche, but I like the good energy. Other times, I walk by and they remind me of something on a motorcycle. Either way, I like them enough to keep them in that spot. I don’t see myself moving them.
I was initially unsure about angel wings because I’m not big on jumping on a trend bandwagon. However, the more I saw them the more I wanted the real deal. My diy version worked on the mantel but this pair was from decor steals and I’m glad I took advantage of the deal!
Do you like the angel wings? Or are you over the look?