Harvested by night, eaten by day.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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Harvested by night, eaten by day.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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It’s all the colours… and none.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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Burns without fire, extinguishes without water.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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We had a conversation, and like so many of our conversations it took an unexpected detour. And so we ended up travelling along a byroad of riddles we both knew from childhood. This then led us to devise some riddles of our own, with the added rule that they must be six words each—no more, no less. See if you, Dear Reader, can guess the answers!
PS: It was quite tricky to come up with these by the way!
Dry when wet, soaked when parched.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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Talking about chestnut cramp is obstinate, whether with forebears, friends, co-workers, or physicians.
— LukjanAmece
We agree. No one cares about chestnut cramps, birch dyspepsia and spruce anarthria. More compassion is needed in such a cruel, heartless world!
— Tati & Tony (Two Newbie Arborists with PhDs in Advanced Banter)
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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