Day 2
“A tree, a tree!,” the chicks all cried. “We need a tree for Santa to put the presents under.”
After searching (and searching) for the tree with the prettiest shape, we found a perfect one in our own back woods. An axe, a sled to bring it home on, and soon it is upright in our home bringing its promise of vibrant life in the midst of winter’s cold.
Find the puppy.
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