Tansy Shares the Snow Song — Under the first bright flurry, Tansy bounded over the winter hill with a tiny sleigh bell tucked beneath her scarf. Read the full story →
Under the first bright flurry, Tansy bounded over the winter hill with a tiny sleigh bell tucked beneath her scarf. She wanted the snow song—the hushy, tinkly music that came only when the biggest flakes touched the ground. Her paws punched soft dots beside the path, pip-pip-pip, and chimney smoke curled with the smell of pine logs.
At the bend, the snowman lifted one mitten as Tansy shook the bell. Ting! The flakes above them quivered, and every icy star rang a different note. Tansy leaped in a circle, tail flying, sure she had found a song small enough to keep under her scarf.
Then the snowman’s carrot nose pointed toward the cottage. From the windows came spoons tapping mugs, boots thumping floors, and a kettle whistling the same tune. The bell was not the song’s secret; it was the invitation. Tansy shook it harder—ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling!—until doors opened, neighbors laughed, and the whole hillside answered. If you spot the paw prints in the snow, can you follow where Tansy carried that first bright flurry?
