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The Ansbach-Beyreuth Jaegers on Maneuvers. . .

 




Clearly, I need a better camera that will take sharper photographs although the Fotor app has a few new AI tools that help a bit in the editing process.  The macro setting on the decade-old Sony Cybershot just doesn't quite do it, and I have a couple of very expensive SLR cameras with various lenses that belonged to my late mother, but, frankly, those are simply too complicated to figure out.  

Still, the improved presentation is bit nicer here than the earlier grungy workbench photographs.  

Now, barring unforeseen complications, it's on to the Battle of Spargelzeit next weekend.  The Young Master asked about it today, mentioning that he didn't want me to forget.  How could I?  Where a game of toy solders with my son are concerned, there's no way.  

Watch this space!

-- Stokes




Comments

tradgardmastare said…
Excellent work Stokes, they look splendid. Enjoy your week of keen expectation before the forthcoming game. I look forward to seeing engravings, sorry photos of the event.
Andy McMaster said…
Those are excellent! Well done!
Wellington Man said…
They're like little glowing jewels, Stokes. Just beautiful!
I do all my toy soldier photography with an Iphone. There's a lot to be said for it's clever little algorythms.
All the best
WM

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