In my carelessness, I lost footing in my library this morning and knocked over a small corner shelf of knick-knacks. I had rearranged some things in there, and the large garden angel that’s in the lower right of this photo had been moved to the top of that shelf a couple of weeks ago so that her feet were about at my eye level.
She shattered when she hit the floor. She was the centerpiece of my angel collection, which is why I raised her to such a position of prominence. Now she’s merely bits of plastic. One more casualty of 2016.
The logical part of myself tells me not to read into this.