Puzzling

If you write something to me in an email, another soul's eyes will never see it, unless I have your prior permission.  If, however, you send me photos, everyone and their brother may get a peek.  Mayhap I should have warned Cousin Annie of this fact long ago, but this won't be the first time her photos have not-so-mysteriously appeared on the www.

'Round about the time I was blathering here about jigsaw puzzles being one of my favorite things, Cousin Annie told me she was also working on a puzzle.  In time, she sent me a photo of said puzzle-in-progress.

It's going to be beautiful.  She chooses much harder puzzles than I, and she'll get her reward, when the lovely picture is complete.  Right now, though, it also makes me laugh.  I happen to do the same thing, and perhaps all puzzlers do: piece together particular elements within the puzzle before their connecting segments have been completed.  This one has given me chuckles:


Maybe it's just me, but I sure think this looks funny.



Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him.  For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.  ~Psalms 103:13, 14