Why Turkeycorns Wait for Rainbows — Behind the pumpkin glade, where leaves made scratch-scratch sounds, Sella set herself a tiny challenge: she would not swish her fancy tail until the whole rainbow woke up. Read the full story →
Behind the pumpkin glade, where leaves made scratch-scratch sounds, Sella set herself a tiny challenge: she would not swish her fancy tail until the whole rainbow woke up. Not at red. Not at yellow. Not even when her golden horn tickled with sparkles.
Her friend Beetle whispered, “Now?” Sella held still. The air smelled like damp pumpkins and cold cranberries. At last, the last blue stripe shone, and Sella lifted one foot, swished her tail, and the stars popped out—plink, plink, plink! Ever since then, turkeycorns wait for the full rainbow before their brightest Thanksgiving prance. If you spot the curly trail by her foot, that’s the secret patience path Sella made.
