Nola’s Secret Snow Sprint — Through pine hollow, Nola waddled fast—flap, flap, crunch! Read the full story →
Through pine hollow, Nola waddled fast—flap, flap, crunch! She held one tiny bag and whispered, “Before the big swirl!” Her earmuffs hugged her head, and her scarf tickled her beak.
She reached the quiet stump where the chilly beetles slept under bark. Plop! She left a crumb-cake warmer than toast, then spun around. Surprise—snowflakes were clapping on her starry belly. No one saw the gift, but the hollow smelled sweet. Next time you spot Nola’s tiny bag, can you guess who got cozy?