This collage of nine postcard pictures allows viewers the opportunity to see what a large farm looks like and better understand some of the animals and equipment it takes to make a large farm work.
Van Gogh was commercially unsuccessful during his lifetime and considered a madman and a failure. As he only became famous after his suicide, he came to be seen as a misunderstood genius in the public mind.
I am fascinated with covered bridges. Building these covered bridges was a work of art. Very few workers back in the day had the skill sets to construct covered bridges. The existence of covered bridges in Georgia can be mostly traced back to Horace King.
When I was growing up my dad always had several hunting dogs running loose around our farm. I once found a pet white rabbit that had been abandoned in the field where I was hunting for wild rabbits with my B B gun. Instead of shooting it, I captured it and took it home.
The puzzle displays twenty-six different wines from all over the world. When I finished putting the puzzle together, I took a closer look at it and saw that several bottles of wine had Cobble Hill Winery on the label. This got my curiosity up. If Cobble Hill Puzzles had a sister business producing fine wines, I wanted to know about it.
The paintings that Vermeer created are exquisite portrayals of refined Dutch society-elegant men and women writing letters, playing music, and tending to their daily rituals-present a gentile world that is extraordinarily appealing.
As I put this puzzle together, I watched the warm evening sky and the sun reflecting on the water come together. I imagined how it would feel if I were sitting in one of the Adirondack chairs placed near the glowing fire in the fire pit.
When I first saw this puzzle, I fell in love with it. As I was putting it together, I allowed my imagination to take over and I imagined myself draped in one of the warm blankets shown in the puzzle, sitting in one of the two large white Adirondack chairs that are facing the lake.
This puzzle brought back many fond memories of my youth and my tenure as being the sibling who had the sole responsibility of taking care of our small flock of chickens. Those were the days.