A treasure found in salads and martinis alike, Green or black, it brings flavor to every bite. The original peace symbol, I'm a star not so hammily, Come to my Garden - when you're here, you're family.

I’m where boats take a break, and ropes get tied in place. I’m not a door, but you’ll hear pull in when you see my wooden face. What am I?

John and Jane know this forest animal thoroughly. But the animal has no idea who they might be.

It wears a cloak of curiosity, unseen yet ever-present, sparking minds, igniting discovery, the fuel of intellect's journey.

I can be a support, hold things together, or help open and close. I enclose words in a sentence or symbols in an equation. In March, you might join the madness and fill me out.