Secret Garden: Stage 10, 11, 14, 18 |
no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A Bucket of Potatoes | We have many eyes but don't watch while we're mashed, covered in ketchup and French Fried or hashed |
2 | A Stopwatch | I'm used in a swimmer or runner's timed race, stopped at their finish, I measure their pace |
3 | A Stack of Books | I'm wordy quartet full of bound paper slips, perhaps full of stories or gardening tips |
4 | An Owl | I'm the wisest night flapper in a many-plumed suit, a nocturnal predator perched for a hoot |
5 | A Glove | I'm a covering component of gardening plans, for I make your thumbs green while protecting your hands |
6 | A pair of boots | When splashing through puddles I keep stocking neat, a rainy day's rubberized cover for feet |
7 | A Cat statue | I'm whiskered wee lion of carved rocky build, a gray figure of what curiosity killed |
8 | A Letter 'R' | I'm found within 'barns' and dwell in a 'tower', a consonant sign at the end of an 'hour' |
9 | A Chameleon | I'm a curl-tailed lizard the shade of a lime; upon danger I vanish into brances I climb |
10 | A Roman Numeral III | I'm an old roman figure with triplicate eyes, one greater than two in numerical size |
11 | A Snail | I keep on my backside a small coiled home, a fine place to rest as I slugishly roam |
12 | A Stone Rose | I'm a blossom oft seen in bouquets hued of red, bu I'm heavier in weight and the size of your head |
13 | A Beehive | I'm a muddy and hanging home built for a queen, a keeper of combs with a sweet golden sheen |
14 | A Tropical Fish | I'm a tropical critter in cumulative spills, a tiger striped swimmer respiring by gills |
15 | A Bullhorn | Held by a Speaker I'll leave little doubt, when switched on before them there's no need to shout |
16 | A letter 'F' | I'm first in 'formation' and at front of 'face', an unpleasant mark for which poor students brace |
17 | A Stone Lady Bug | I'd have scarlet wing covers with dark spot decor, were I not carved of rock and stuck fast to the floor |
18 | An Anchor | To murky sea bottom it's crucial I'm cast, for I cease wayard drift of a transport with mast |
19 | A large Bee | I'm named like an excellent speller's contest, a stinger apart from the hive guarding rest |
20 | A Cactus | Surrounded by hot desert sands I am found, a skinny green porcupine grown from the ground |
21 | A Red Sailboat | I've crimson wood hull under canvas of white; what's hoisted up mast mimics action of kite |
22 | A Shovel | I'm a hand held creator of trenches in row, a wintertime tool to clear driveways of snow |
23 | A set of Dominoes | I'm a miniature game piece quite similar to dice, but upon my upside you'll see numbers shown twice |
24 | A Daisy | I'm a circle of 8 fragrant petals in white, a blossom with core matching sun's golden light |
25 | A Cardinal | I'm a term for what's opposite ordinal direction, a crested-head of ruddy complexion |
26 | A Stone Caterpillar | I'm a gray stony version of crawler in green, the pre-pupal form of two bugs in the scene |
27 | A Flower pot | I'm a heaping of moistend clay spun in a round, a new home for flowers transplanted from ground |
28 | A Stone Fish | I'll make rocky fillets sure to make your teeth crack, an angler's catch that's best be thrown back |
29 | A Princess Statue's Jug | Poured by she with whom I share a stony bond, I'm a seventh of the inlets for filling the pond |
30 | An etched number '7' | I'm the number of Snow White's miniscule friends, a digit ensuring your luck never ends |
31 | A Rabbit | When racing the tortoise I'm first to the goal, a white hopper Alice once chased down a hole |
32 | A basket of Tomatoes | By hecklers when rotten we're given a toss, a rubicund base for a spaghetti sauce |
33 | A Flamingo | I'm a lengthy necked ave in a color fantastic, brightening lawns with my tacky pink plastic |
34 | A Turtle | I'm a critter reptilian from Galapagos isles, weighed down by a shell, taking days to move miles |
35 | A green Sailboat | Across shallow waters by wind am I dragged; of two sailed vessels I'm the only one flagged |
36 | A Swan | I'm for that which they named a famed ballet's lake, or a watery plunge a high-driver might take |
37 | A watering can | When crops request water I'll best heed the call; I feed gardens on days when the rain doesn't fall |
38 | A note | I'm passed between students in earlier years, played by piano I pass through the ears |
39 | A Frog | I'll only die once yet I frequently croak; a royal girl's kiss would transmute me to bloke |
40 | A Telephone | I'm a modern day ringer of phased-out design, an enabler of chat from two ends of a line |
41 | A King playing card | I'm an image of royalty printed on face, a high draw in games, beaten only by ace |
42 | A Dagger | I'm a blade an attacer discarded in rush, a short handled cutter at rest in the bush |
43 | A Sunflower | My radiant petals match what lights the day; at my center you'll find snacking seeds in cache |
44 | A mask | I'm a bank robber's outfit and hero's disguise, a mysterious accessory surrounding the eyes |
45 | A Alligator statue | An amphibious figure with teeth like a saw, I'm the bane of the swamp with my powerful jaw |
46 | A key | My owner will soon arrive home to find gried; he's locked out till he finds where I rest on a leaf |
47 | A grasshopper | I'm a cocktail consisting of chocolate and mint, a leaper 'midst leaves where I've hid for a stint |
48 | A 8 ball | Who's championof pool I'm the one who decides, for I'm shot last to pocked in corners or sides |
49 | A Gnome | Amidst garden and lawn I'm sight rather weird, a munchkin in tall hat and bushy gray beard |
50 | A Star | In the cosmos by millions of miles I'm spaced, a quintet of points at the water spout's waist |
51 | A basket of peppers | Our cousins burn mouths like a fire gone wild, but we're of the bell type ans surely more mild |
52 | A Ship wheel | I'm turned by a captain adrift in the seas; rotate me to steer ships wherever you please |
53 | A Flask | I'm a vessel unscrewed before taking a sip, a container of spirits to keep at the hip |
54 | A number 3 | I'm the square root of nine as everyone knows, the quantity of pigs fleeing wolf's huffing blows |
55 | etched Butterfly | I've stone wings I didn't need a cocoon to earn, a carved insect named for a topping you churn |
56 | A suitcase | I'm a sealed clothes keeper in floral motif, a carry all covered petal and leaf |
57 | A Mushroom | I'm a staple of pizza purveyor's supply; though some like me are poisionous, I'm quite the fun guy |
58 | A pound sign | I'm an action of hammer and unit of weight, it's largely to numbers by meaning relates |
59 | A snake | Two ones on a dice roll are named for my eyes; it's by two striking teeth that my prey meets demise |
60 | A bunch of carrots | I motive donkeys when dangled on string, a fiery hued root and a hare's favorite thing |
61 | A Broken pot | When dropped my capacity to carry decreases, for I can't hold much water since I've been smashed to pieces |
62 | A pair of binoculars | To range of your vision I've distance to add; I'm a view magnifier on a frog's floating pad |
63 | A lobster | I'm the ideal catch of a sea trawling ship, a scarlet crustancean with dual clawed grip |
64 | A bottle | I'm that in which favorite beverages are sold, adrift in the substance I'd usually hold |
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