Icey

About the Book

Icey never thought he would find his own winter earth space. His fear of scary sounds might keep him from being curious.

"Icey's Pals from his sky home had not fallen with him. 'WOW!...Maybe, I hear monsters!'

Icey wiggled himself into a cold cave of sharp needle branches. Safe at last, he fell into a deep sleep. Storm dreams swirled in his head.  Icey awoke with the slicing of hooves on the frozen crust of snow."

   When snowfall comes, listen for little horses, while they wait for Icey to free-fall once again.

About the Author

Carol Hartley Bellows spent her career as a Mother and Farmer, Teacher and Minister from her hill-town home, Grey Logs.  Her husband, Dick's estate planning career kindled her excitement for international cultures, especially Africa and the British Isles from where her "Sweetest Granny" hailed.

One never could jar Carol's devotion to animals, and for twenty years she and Dick helped their son, Stephen care for miniature horses.  Since the blizzard of 1998 they live on a small New England farm in southern Maine.   

Carol has been an author since 1945, when she became committed to the peaceful preservation of the earth.  "In 2004 I began to publish.  My goal is to inspire youth to use their creativity for compassionate purposes."