I have started the other half of the stained glass window, Margaret Morris's husband William. He doesn't appear to have any cracks or breaks, but some of the soldering has come loose and he's buckled pretty badly. Chiseled the glazer's putty out to free him from the wooden frame. Now I'm picking the cement out from under the lead cames. I'll have to wait for sunnier weather, though, before I can heat the window and gently flatten it back into shape.
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