this is not a whine, honest. I might have been caught playing during the week, maybe gardening, maybe strolling about town on a beautiful afternoon with my honey and an ice cream cone. So, on a lovely afternoon, I'm here with closeup glasses carving a soldier who is about 28mm high.
...and worrying a bit about damaging the ears that lurk here, begging to be knocked about, or scratched or otherwise embarrassed. Very red ears. I'm waiting for the welder to deliver the bases for these. It could be a couple of weeks, this worry. And it looks like I have a 7 1/2 foot clay figure coming in. Probably a clumsy one, too. One worries sometimes.
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