PUZZLE ME

Puzzle? Now that’s a real puzzle. Do you mean puzzle as a noun or puzzle as a verb. Can I also use it as an adjective? Like in “that is a puzzling situation?” Oh, I remember from way back seventy years or so, when I studied gerunds. I think it is a gerund there.

There is a man at the senior center who comes three times a week, stays several hours, and puts together 1000 piece puzzles. He is a puzzle to me! He put together a thousand piece puzzle for me one time. I took it apart in quarter sections; I placed each quarter section in a zip lock bag; now I have four 250 piece puzzles. That I can handle. I can do each mini-puzzle then put the four sections together. Have I described this procedure well enough for you to understand or am I leaving you with your mind in a puzzle?

Can a riddle also be called a puzzle? If so, I am leaving you with this puzzle?

“What is always coming but never arrives?” That was a puzzle to me; I could not get the answer. Can you?

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Thanks, Linda, for this word for a prompt, “puzzle” I enjoy being in your community of readers/writers who regularly – or occasionally – drop in for some fun.

This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday offered by lindaghill at https://lindaghill.com/2021/09/17/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-18-2021/

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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5 Responses to PUZZLE ME

  1. pranabaxom says:

    Tomorrow never arrives though it’s always coming.

  2. shoreacres says:

    From long, long ago I remember two phrases: “riddle me this,” and “puzzle me this.” As I recall, it was a way of introducing a puzzle or riddle, and inviting someone to try to solve it.

    Some riddles only work when spoken, of course. One of the first I learned goes like this:
    “What’s black and white and red (read) all over?” The answer, of course, was a newspaper!

    • oneta hayes says:

      I remember first hearing that. I think I got it right. Must have. I would not remember the ones I failed! Bad on my ego. It really wouldn’t be a riddle if it were read. Now Siri is the master of knock knock jokes. Knock knock jokes became popular in the thirties – according to googled information, but I did not hear them much until my grandchildren fell in love with them. David, a grandson, loved making them up. He was very good at a lot of stuff, but not making up knock, knock jokes.

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