The Real Treasure in the Snow

In second grade, my teacher read us a novel called Snow Treasure. In it the children of a small town that has been invaded by the Nazis pile the town's treasure of gold bullion on their sleds, ride their sleds down the hill toward the shore past the Nazi barracks, and bury the gold under comical snowman.  … Continue reading The Real Treasure in the Snow

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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.

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