Sparky Submissions

CLUE 1
On a triangle shape piece of ground, I’ll be hiding and running around. Find me where there’s no window or door, only columns, a roof and a gray stone floor.

CLUE 2
High inside where people gather and sing, it once was hung and it would ring. It’s been around since 1842. Drive by and know that it welcomes me and you.

CLUE 3
A silver stone drive and bridge goes over a brook. I’m hiding nearby, go ahead and take a look. Toss sticks in, watch them bump and go. Some move fast, others slow.

CLUE 4
There’s a big circle they used to raise an alarm calling on members to keep us safe from harm. Only a reminder, here it will stay. Now cell phones call to get on the way.

CLUE 5
Pass the first and at the second sit rest. Look for me where an Indian name is all that’s left. Listen for owls to say Who-Who and imagine hearing an old Choo-Choo.

CLUE 6
A 1760’s house, it changed a lot as it grew. Used by a carriage maker and a school for kids like you. A shape named street, not a circle or square, will lead you there.

CLUE 7
See flags, a rock and flowers grow. A place where you can feel a glow. Find me near the names, more than a few. Their service honored all the year through.

CLUE 8
Down by station early in the morning folks would stay but no puffer bellies coming by today. No more tickets for sale or farmers bringing hay by the bale.

CLUE 9
On the road past the school a, house has rooms to sleep and eat. It’s one of the oldest and quite a treat. Look around and you will see an abandoned orchard with very old trees.

CLUE 10
Where swingers & sliders play, no food, no drinks until Memorial Day. Be careful hunting for me, please don’t fall. Keep an eye out for me near the beach wall.