Here's a close up of them all in a row.
Just getting the extention ladder down the 45° slope and up against each tree without me plummeting to the bottom of the canyon and kersplatting in the creek was enough of a challenge - I didn't tempt fate by trying to adjust each increment in its proper space. (Did I mention that the children are not happy that I was on a ladder in the first place? And that hubby's comment as, "Not a good idea." It probably wasn't, but they're up now! Besides, nothing I have ever done that had the tiniest degree of risk involved ever elicited anything other than, "Not a good idea".)
When I started this project I had actually had the foolish idea that I might try to sell these. Now, knowing how bloomin' bloody much work they are I will make them for friends and family, but as for the marketing and manufacture -- not so much into that, anymore! You never know, though - give me a few days to recover from the ladder and the climbing and my mind could change - - again.
And, now it is time for violin practice. I read the other day that if I keep practicing at the rate I'm going in 27 years I'll be an expert. I think that if we're expecting that I had better up the practice time considerably!