Winter Riddle

The farther I fall the more I grow. I look like lace, but inside I'm dirt.  I'm soft as a feather, yet colder than stone.  I'm seen more in multitude than alone. And just in case it's not obvious enough. The answer is a compound word.

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Dusty Hands

God spoke oceans, lady slippers, galaxies, amoebas, and platypuses into existence with simple generalized words. “Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place.” “Let the earth bring forth grass.” “Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven.” “Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life.” … Continue reading Dusty Hands