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Waiting in the wings (pun intended)
See if you can name the bookend that is coming out next...
Thanks for the support and the quick rise to 100 supports. It is a long road to 10,000 but hey, every journey begins with a single step.
Looking down the road a bit there is a project I hope you will support that is much nearer the goal we are all shooting for. Colin23's "The Little Prince" set is up to 9,500 this morning. It has 26 days to make it to 10,000 which is absolutely doable... if we help! Go support it if you haven't already and share the project on social media. I really want to be able to buy this one! https://ideas.lego.com/projects/50323
I was trying to figure out a nice "add" for this update, and with Fall on the horizon here, I though a closeup pic of leaves falling off the tree in the "yellow wood" would be cool. Enjoy!
Thanks for a great first day!
Thank you to everyone who got this project off to a great start in its first day! I would love to hear suggestions for other favorite poems, scenes from literature, etc that you would like to see in Lego form. I really think a series of Lego bookends would sell, especially ones that would depict famous and well loved scenes from literature!
I am going to wrap up today with a little gift the crowd. Here is the poem in its entirety... it really is a beautiful piece of work, and I especially hope you enjoy it if you haven't read it before!
The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.