The snow sculptor

Too tired to post tonight anything of significance. Long day, trying day. There must be another profession out there that doesn't leave me at the end of the day looking indistinguishable from the stone I am working on. Have I told you that at the end of a work day all of the bushes and ground around the piece look like a midwinter snowfall? and that I if I stand still I too look like the neighborhood snow sculptor? To give you an idea, today i took off about 70 lbs of stone. I was like a madwoman, sawing ,carving, grinding. I am at the point that i am so anxious, I see her , I feel her, I want her...the problem is, this is stone I am working with and every cut takes time and no matter what I believe or want, she will not be rushed.

She is still somewhat out of whack in her symmetry. But I'll bring her home, I'm sure of it