And that's it, really.
Merci, m'ami. :-)

And thank you, Helen, for reminding me about beech bark. One day, a couple of autumns ago, I found some fresh deer prints in some just-right mud, and came back and told my family. We all went over there, armed with quick-drying plaster of paris, which we poured into the depressions. While we waited for it to dry, my husband and son practiced their archery. My dau. and I did a little bit, but soon we sat down on a big log with what I now realize must have been a piece of beech bark, upon which I scratched a tic-tac-toe board, and we played the game using acorn caps and twigs for our circles and x'es. We felt like real pioneers, I can tell you! In half an hour or so, we pulled out four nearly perfect casts of deer hooves. A great time.