Marnie’s Egg-Shell Secret — From her cozy daisy, Marnie sniffed honey-sweet nectar and planned one tiny sip before anyone else woke up. Then—psst!—a hum rolled through the grass like a bee hiding in a teacup. Read the full story →
From her cozy daisy, Marnie sniffed honey-sweet nectar and planned one tiny sip before anyone else woke up. Then—psst!—a hum rolled through the grass like a bee hiding in a teacup. Marnie fluttered off to find it, brushing her wings on tickly blades and losing one yellow pollen speck along the way.
Behind the tallest tuft sat a huge warm egg, buzzing with zigzags and dots. “Who’s in there?” Marnie whispered. Tap-tap-tap! A little voice peeped, “I’m ready, but I need a hello big enough to crack morning open.” So Marnie flew back and called every daisy, tulip, and sleepy sprout. They cheered so loudly the shell went pop with a smell like fresh rain. Look near the egg again—you can almost hear Marnie sharing that honey-sweet secret.
