A gaggle, a giggle, a flight, an exultation ? Actually I think it is a choir, but anyway, we came across this stack of portable angels, each resting on their carrying sleds, in a courtyard in the back of the Oratorio this morning before we were chased out in a most unangelic manner by a somewhat officious señor. They are there waiting to take part in one of the many processions here in San Miguel during Easter.
A Wotsit of Angels
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