I’ve been more distracted than usual lately because I stumbled on a web site that allows you to create and solve your own jigsaw puzzles. It’s caused me to not only dig back through all my masterpieces stored on iPhoto, but to actually scan in older pictures as well. I’ve found putting the puzzle together forces me to dwell more thoroughly on the picture than just flipping through a stack of them. Like Georgia O’Keeffe said “to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.” I had to Google that quote, I certainly couldn’t remember it accurately. For that matter, spelling her last name threw me.
So anyway, I’ve been “publishing” these puzzles so I could solve them (I found out later you don’t have to make them public. Like I care) and now other people are working them. Doesn’t that seem odd? Like volunteering to watch other people’s vacation slides?
You know what the most popular one is?
mrpeenee and R Man walking down Dauphine Street in the French Quarter some long gone Southern Decadence. What? These guys have never seen a man in lady’s underwear?
And while prowling through all these vanished days with R Man is plenty poignant, there’s also lots of regret about wardrobes that have evolved into the past tense. “Man, I loved that tee shirt” comes up frequently.
I take as a given the cause of all their demises were grease drips down the front that no laundering would ever get out. I’m a slob. But my jigsaw working is really improving.