“Not every puzzle is intended to be solved. Some are in place to test your limits. Others are, in fact, not puzzles at all…” (Vera Nazarian)

It’s Friday 9 a.m. The postman did ring me out of the bed to deliver a parcel for the neighbors, the cats are hungry and the sun is shining.
When you start your day grumpy, you need a good picture to look at.
You see a stone from a monument with an old lady pareidolia. If you look closely you can even see her hand at the bottom of the picture.
There are some other creatures hidden here, so I let you figure out where they are. If you want, you can let me know what you found. Meanwhile I will add this one to urban abstracts and artworks.

Day 094/365