The plant withered, so I cut off the flower heads. I wasn’t expecting them to open.
I had two choices. I could try again … again … to conquer Monet’s lily pond or take the easier, and rather more colourfully garish, path. I opted for the latter. It was a very functional puzzle, with nothing particularly exacting or overly interesting. However, when it was time to fill in the sections ofContinue reading “Periphery”
Sometimes, when you open a new jigsaw, you are greeted with a sense of song. It’s something about the colours, both the solid colour chosen for the back and the variety that is splashed across the front of each piece, all jumbled together in the box. This hadn’t occurred to me until I opened aContinue reading “Entice”