Iron Irony

The irony is while I searched for a way to iron these tiny fabric pieces after cutting my pattern pieces, the solution was right under my nose.   Almost literally.  I looked down in the draws of my rolling cart and there I saw it.  A mini iron.  I must have purchased it some years ago.  I hadn't remembered.

It looks like a cross between a curling iron (for the hair) and a tiny flattened garden trowel on the end.

Here's a picture of it:

It is more powerful than I imagined.