Snow Comes to Totleigh-in-the-Wold. . .

Our front door here at Totliegh-in-the-Wold yesterday evening while the snow still fell.

The scene that greeted us this morning out our library window at the rear of the house toward the woods.

Well Sir, we've had a real dose of winter here at Totleigh-in-the-Wold during the last couple of days, and, apparently, there is more on the way later in the week. Nothing toy soldierly, but I thought it would be fun to share a couple of photographs and an old seasonal illustration before getting back to that pile of student essays which seem even higher than the pile of snow by our mailbox out along the road.

-- Stokes

And it wouldn't be December without an Edwardian Father Christmas in contrast to the ubiquitous red-clothed 1940s Coca-Cola Santa Claus that has taken over just about everywhere. I'll happily take the older, more variegated versions of Saint Nick like this one.

Comments

The Good Soldier Svjek said…

Brr ! - very seasonal , grey , mild and damp in U.K. , Tony

2:32 PM

Independentwargamesgroup said…

Well it looks like you got our snow Stokes. It is unseasonably warm in Northern England, which although very nice, is also very disconcerting.

4:08 PM

Matt said…

A lovely scene!

4:44 PM

Here's an RSM Painting Update

Here's a picture illustrating my (S-L-O-W) progress with the second company of Stollen's Leib (Grand Duchess Sonja's Own) Grenadiers. You can see I'm doing things a bit differently this time, altering the painting process to keep it interesting basically. This evening, I'll do the white gaiters and, if that goes reasonably quickly, and time allows, the red breeches. Still lots to do, but I like the way these fine fellows are shaping up along side the completed 1st company that's standing in formation just off camera, to the left here. Until tonight then!

Presenting the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere!!!

Here they are, with the rearmost nine figures still drying, three squadrons of the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere, now in the service of the Grand Duchy of Stollen. And now, it's onto that artillery!

Having a "No Day". . .

F or the almost 20 years that she lived in Mexico, one of my late mother's Irish friends frequently mentioned having a "No Day." A day with no social obligations, chores, tasks, or other work that interfered with whatever personal interests took one's fancy on the day in question. Since today -- a gray and chilly Saturday -- is Mom's birthday, the Grand Duchess is out with friends, and the Young Master is ensconced on the sofa in the TV room with a cold, yours truly is taking his own such No Day. I think Mom would approve of my decision to make the world go away, as the old Eddie Arnold song intoned, even if only for a little while. So, I will spend Saturday afternoon focused on that first squadron and small regimental staff of Eureka Saxon cuirassiers. These have stood waiting untouched over on the painting table for almost three weeks while we skied and otherwise gadded about with snowy, winter outdoor activities. I hope to share a painting update Sunday...

The Grand Duchy of Stollen

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