Outside my favorite running store (Fleet Feet).  I was running around trying out my new running shoes (New Balance) and caught sight of this angel on top of a building, perfectly flanked by an antenna of some kind.

I just moved down here from Arlington, MA, almost right across Route 2 from the new Mormon temple.  There is a huge statue of the angel Moroni, plated in gold, which I watched being installed.  Moroni was flying around by a chain attached to a crane, which was whipping him around back and forth attempting to settle him on his perch, trumpet blaring up Route 2 to summon the faithful. This might just be a trick of memory, but I’ve always remembered this event to be on the Friday immediately after 9/11/2001, and it seemed like a hopeful, resurrectionary metaphor.

This statue is nothing like that one, but I like the juxtaposition of radio antenna and angel.  Both pulling mysterious signals out of the air, communicating with the heavens. Or else, someone’s idea of a joke, which I totally get.

– the Daily Grunge