Playing Grounded
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3 months ago

Project Update: Forward March...

Good morning Everybody,

Last night we moved past the goal post, so it looks like your participation in this puzzle project has paid off! If all goes and stays well, you will have some nice new puzzles delivered to your doorstop before summer.

We can't thank you enough for supporting us in keeping our little business going, and giving the hope of introducing new puzzles to our portfolio. Believe us when we say, "every little bit helps." We know we're never gonna ever be the the big dogs on the block with their mass of followers and limitless media exposure, but it still warms our heart to know that people really appreciate what we do, and that makes the journey forward into uncertainty that much more rewarding.

So thanks again for believing and giving us the courage to continue. As a little something extra to go into your weekend, here is chapter 5 of Goldi-chan and her adventure.

All the best.

Eric and Lara



Guest in the Nest

At that moment, the youngest owlet squawked out, “Hey! Who finished my puzzle? Mom, she finished my puzzle!”

“I didn’t touch your puzzle, you grubby little larva!” the elder sibling retorted harshly. “I’ve got my own puzzle if I want…huh, who’s been working on my puzzle? Mother!”

“Lydia, you know I didn’t touch your puzzle. My feathers are full of chores to do around here. I’ve no time for games. Which reminds me, Lydia, I need you to set the table for supper. So all of you, please find somewhere else to play with your puzzles.”

“Mom!” the littlest owl protested. 

“Hermes, do as I say, and no squabbling about it!”

“But Olivia, you know the light is better in…,” Archimedes stopped mid sentence as Mrs. Owl shot him a sideways glance, the feathers furrowing on her brow, and then disappeared into the kitchen with her bundle.

Having lost the argument, the big owl sheepishly shuffled up to the table of his neat rows of perfectly stacked pieces only to realize that one of them was missing from its place. “Hmm…,” he murmured peering over the bridge of his glasses. “It appears that we have had an uninvited guest in our nest!”



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