The Zichenauer army awaits the arrival of its guns and commander, that most notorious French mercenary-adventurer one General Phillipe de Latte. |
Spargelzeit and vicinity. Mostly farmland with a few gentle rises, some thickets and the River Spargel, a creek really, just south of town. |
And a close-up of the Spargelzeit itself, a rather large village surrounded by kitchen gardens with larger fields beyond.. |
Well, some days just don't work out the way we have planned them. The table was set, one army and half of another were added. . . And we ran into some pretty serious behavioral issues with the almost 14-year-old Young Master. Blast!
So, the game has been delayed a week, the armies have been replaced into their large plastic tubs, and stacked carefully back into the large closet where they typically reside.
The one plus to all of this rather disappointing turn of events has been the realization that I have many more figures-units painted that I thought. At least six line infantry units for both sides with quite a bit of supporting cavalry, combined grenadier battalions, artillery with limbers and teams, light troops, and of course that rather large baggage and pontoon train.
Has it really been ten years since I painted and built up that large collection of wagons, carts, horse teams, and drivers??!! And that is not even taking the various mid-18th century civilians -- frolicking aristocrats, villagers, and farmers -- into consideration.
Returning to the present, still lots to paint in the ol' Drawer of Lead to my left, of course, but larger battles are finally a possibility after many years of painting, basing, and, that most dreaded of hobby-related activities, rebasing a few years back. Now if only The Child would make better choices, so we could actually carry out our plans.
Sigh. Only what I am actually thinking to myself at the moment is rather more "blue" in nature. But we'll leave it at a frustrated exhalation of breath.
-- Stokes
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