Day 111/365 It’s time to, jigsaw puzzle

   Doing jigsaw puzzles is a change of pace for me here at the cottage. My mind goes off in a different direction, or as I say, ‘I get out of my head.’ I like 1000 piece puzzle with details that match the cover photo. In other words, I don’t like a puzzle of white clouds covering more white clouds.

     But what to do with the puzzles after the last piece goes in? Framing them is no way to get rid of stuff, although I do like to keep them around for a while. But alas, I’m getting rid of that, too. Last night, as I moved the compete puzzle of St. Francis from table to floor, enough of the pieces fell off for me to decide to bag it and box it and let it go to one of my puzzle friends.

Day 73/365 It’s time to go, jigsaw puzzle

     I’m not exactly letting go of this puzzle of the Sistine Chapel, but I’ve decided not to frame it. 

Instead, I am hoping to pass it on to someone reading this blog. The bagged pieces and accompanying print are ready to go. 

Just give me a call or an email and it’s yours to enjoy, and then, to pass on (or frame).  

Day 70/365 It’s time to go…. I gotta find something

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      Another relapse. Never my fault, of course. I came home from stocking up on groceries in preparation for the upcoming storm, only to find this in the kitchen.

“What?” you ask. 

     Well, so did I, to which my husband replied. “I just couldn’t resist it. Maybe we can hang it on the wall. Perhaps we know someone who has a horse.”

      Next I’m invited into the dining room to try out a make-shift ping pong table. Fair game. The grandkids are coming today. And besides, all of this gets me laughing, which is usually a good thing. “Don’t be so serious, Bobs,” I tell myself.