Here Comes That Sinking Feeling . . . Eurythmics

Tiny Tuesday . . . Solid/Hard

As with yesterday I found todays blip in the garage.  The forester has made a pile of new sinkers for fishing.  He plans to give these to a young friend   who is keen on fishing.  To make them he melts the lead and pours it into moulds.  The numbers refer to 3 oz 4 oz 5 oz.  The sinkers are about an inch or so long but the numbers are tiny and I think they are hard and I wouldn't want to drop one on my toe.  The shiny surface has picked up the pink of the top I was wearing. 
Thank you Lois for being our host.
Life is getting back to a routine with exercise class at the pool starting today.  My back didn't cause me any problems with the exercises which is pleasing.