There may be some cautious optimism creeping in to this project. Perhaps.
The coattails are almost done and looking pretty good. And the sky isn't annoying me as much as it previously did. Maybe it seems to be blending better now that more of Peter himself is getting done. I'm getting left with more and more solitary stitches of colour, but it's not aggravating me in the way I had assumed it would. Possibly because the end is definitely in sight. Tiny and hazy and very much in the distance, but definitely in sight.
Wow, that was verging on being positive. But my shoulder hurts so I'll just go moan in real life about that instead. Should balance out to about normal levels of grump.
Another slightly squint pic today. Sorry!