After 12 months of a pandemic I am not alone in feeling battered and bruised.
What began as a frightening and anxiety experience slowly developed into a long hard slog. Optimism and strength were worn away by tedium and the exhaustion of fighting loneliness of not seeing and hugging friends and family. Constantly reminding myself how lucky I was , gradually thinned out.
Anyone who has read my infrequent blogs will know that making miniatures was my go to happy place. It was the place where all negativity could be blocked or at worst dimmed.
Thankfully I can still enjoy my hobby but now I long to be outside and visiting places and people I have not seen for a year. I think we are all exhausted, physically and mentally by this struggle. But it will end and we can reflect back to the positives that will be our long term benefits.
This is a little gift made for a friend and relative, it gave me immense pleasure to make for someone else.
Soon we can stretch our wings a little, enjoy the freedoms however small.
Making miniatures for fun 