Whose Idea Was This, Anyway?
Mine. It was mine. My friend Britt’s hubby picked up some 3,000 piece puzzles somewhere–older ones–and I said yes to the lot of them. We used one as a white elephant gift, but we’ve still got a stack, and a week or so ago my hubby picked one to start. We are, of course, still working on it, which is why I have yet to finish the book I’m reading; I’ve been sweating over a tree trunk and its surrounding sky in Lake Thun, Switzerland. You know how there’s a feel to a 1,000 piece puzzle? An arc of progress that enables you to feel about how close to the end you are? Yeah, well, 3,000 piece puzzles just go on and on–and on. My hubby’s done the ground work–as in, grass, bushes, buildings, etc.–and I’ve done one LARGE tree trunk and patches (and patches!) of sky. My current patches of sky have branches on them.
Now that I think about it, at least 1,000 pieces of this puzzle–probably more–are tree branches and sky, which means I’ve been doing the equivalent of an entire normal sized puzzle of ONLY TREE AND SKY.
Whose idea was this again?