Write about: the angel.
Happy to report that everyone (eventually) showed up to pick up their produce this afternoon. Not only that, but I also managed to get an order out of the restaurant!
Now I just have to deal with harvesting it.
Anyway, it is getting late and I have already gotten tired, so let's get on with the show, shall we?
His halo is a little crooked, and more than a little dusty, but it's there all the same. Floating above his head... well, lurking is more like it. A constant reminder that he ought to be doing better than he usually is.
I've seen him use it to open beer bottles, to hold his iPod when he goes jogging, and once I even watched as he used it as an impromptu laundry line.
Not quite what it was intended for, I imagine.
I'm not sure what I've done to deserve a guardian angel like this one, but I can promise you that he's wonderful motivation to make whatever changes are required to ensure that he considers his work done so that he can move on to his next rescue project.