I have a boner for Willow Tree angels

I really, really do.  I just liked them until I actually picked one up the other day in a store to discover that they are really just some kind of plaster-like resin material, and not really made of wood at all.  That’s when like turned into love.  And what’s not to love? Faceless, apolitical and representational of all the shades of beige in the cul-de-sac.  This one is titled  “Surprise Miracle of Womanhood with a bonus secret Miraculous Formation of the Image of the Risen Lord”