this statue of a grieving angel stood appropriately by the graveyard beyond the church of st. isidore; it is where my brother's ashes were laid to rest last friday. just before this, there was a robin carrying food in its mouth but seemed to be calling out, perhaps for its partner. first he was atop a small bush near us then flew to rest on the wings of the statue as it continued to sing out a sweet but seemed like a poignant call during the blessing.
Some believe that a Robin is a sign of those who have passed coming to visit. A phrase used is, 'When robins appear, loved ones are near', A comforting thought.
Wonderful timing and composition for this photo, Vikki. I know it was a bittersweet moment for you, and as I have said before I am sorry for your loss.
It is a poignant statue.