Wurttemburg and Hessen-Kassel Grenadier Battalion in Situ. . .

The 6. Hausgrenadiere (right) and von Hessenstein Regiment (left) all glossed, based, and striking a pose before Blasthof Farm. The photograph has been cropped and sharpened using Pixlr Express online.

Ok. While setting up for the Blasthof refight, I couldn't resist taking a few pictures of the freshly glossed and based grenadier battalion. Very pretty. But can they fight? Or will they fail their first morale test and run away? Stay tuned to find out.

-- Stokes

The same photograph, this time NOT sharpened in Pixlr. Can you tell the difference? Not sure I can.

Comments

Wellington Man said…

Yes I can, the first one is definitely a bit....sharper.
They're looking even more lovely in their natural habitat.
Best regards
QM

12:22 AM

warpaintjj said…

Can they fight?
We all know the sad truth about newly painted models don't we?
That barn is a beauty, so simple yet most pleasing to the eye.
Have fun Stokes,
Best wishes,
Jeremy

2:01 AM

tidders said…

Fine looking fellows; farm buildings look great

8:05 AM

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