Tansy’s Daisy Dare — Under the tickly shade of a daisy leaf, Tansy tapped one petal, then two. She had made herself a secret dare: bring back one golden daisy circle before the bees hummed bedtime. Read the full story →
Under the tickly shade of a daisy leaf, Tansy tapped one petal, then two. She had made herself a secret dare: bring back one golden daisy circle before the bees hummed bedtime. The meadow smelled like warm grass and honey dust. “I can do it,” she whispered, and stepped out from her cozy petal nook.
Past tall stems she went, swish-swish, until a curled vine caught her ribbon. Tansy gave it one of her shiny dew beads to slip free. At the hill’s middle, the daisies were waiting in a ring with an empty place just her size. She brought home no golden circle, but she came back tucked among petals, leaves, and curls. Next time you see that open heart, can you spot where Tansy belongs?
