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A Summer Painting and Modelling Challenge to Myself. . .

The 'Ooh, You're So Awful' vignette from Eureka Miniatures, which will go will with all of those frolicking aristocrats that I painted several years back.  My figures have had their two coats of white gesso and are already attached to a couple of circular permanent bases.  Fleshtone and a peach color for the lady's dress this evening.  More if that goes well.  Maybe the kitchen maid's more somber attire?

Tomorrow is June 1st, and I am almost done with quite a bit of gardening here, tender lower back notwithstanding.   Mostly various flowering perennials to attract bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds for the Young Master in the front and back yards following the construction of a wonderful screened back porch (Michigan is extremely buggy most summers thanks to low-lying, swampy areas).  

So, time once again to begin thinking in earnest about more toy soldierly things, Grand Duchess and Young Master permitting.  I still don't know how the late Donald Featherstone m…

Why Make Architecture Models?

Now, where were we?

A suitable image to help get me back into the proper frame of mind.  Prussian infantry colors of the Seven Years War.

Finished the last bit of the spring semester yesterday afternoon with a 90-minute presentation and talk on increasing student motivation, engagement, and success.  Whew!  I'm always mentally and physically drained after one of these sorts of things, but I find myself relaxed this morning and looking forward to getting back into my hobby after several months away.  

There is, of course, the small Christmas solo raid game to play as well as some mounting those almost finished replacement Minden infantry standard bearers with their parent units, some more cavalry painting, and maybe also a few more buildings to add during the relatively care free summer months here at Stollen Central.  

But for today, I am simply going to daydream and enjoy a rainy cool day with nothing on my plate.  Is it me?  Life just never seemed to be quite this busy for our parents way back in the …