Ahoy mateys! On the fifteenth day o’ February, the NYT Strands be spillin' secrets fer game #349! Arrr!
2025-02-14
Ahoy, mateys! Seekin' the treasures of the NYT Strands? Fear not, fer I've got the booty ye need to crack today's riddle, spangram and all! Hoist yer sails and let the hunt begin! Yarrr!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round as I regale ye with tales of a wondrous conundrum known as the NYT Strands, a riddle that be settin' sail each midnight, like a fine ship on the high seas. While some scallywags be playin' yestermorn's game, others be tryin' their luck with today's treasure hunt! If ye be wantin' to plunder Friday’s puzzle, click yonder link!This here Strands be a jolly good romp for ye wordsmiths, akin to a raucous gathering after pillagin' a merchant ship. With puzzlin' hints aplenty, ye can find yer way through the stormy seas of words. Today's theme be "Ice packs," which be as cold as a buccaneer's heart after a mutiny!
Ready yer sea legs for clues like "MAIL," "JAIL," and "STAND," lest ye find yerself lost in a tempest of letters. And beware, spoilers lurk below like an unwelcome kraken, ready to drag ye down to Davy Jones’ locker if ye don’t heed the warning!
In a twist of fate, the answers reveal a realm of fearsome teams: "SHARKS," "DEVILS," and "LIGHTNING," makin' me ponder if the Flames be a sign o' treachery, meltin' the very ice upon which they skate!
So, how did ye fare, ye salty sea dog? Leave a shout in the comments if ye dare!