I cannot hear or even see, but sense light and sounds there may be. Sometimes I end up on the hook, or even deep into a book.
What am I?
I am all around you, but you cannot see me. I have no throat, but you can hear me. Valued during summer but despised in the winter. What am I?
It has an eye in the middle of it, but as you see, it cannot see. It is dark and not far away. You don’t see it every day. It is not night and it is not bright. It can have twists and water and scares. What is it?
