shiver and blow.
Icicle popsicles
drip, drop and
dropsicles.
High-balling,
low-balling,
and it keeps going
on snowing."
We were expecting snow today; it did not materialize. We do have high winds and much cooler temperatures to remind us that Super Bowl Sunday in Manitoba means winter for a while yet!
You can tell from the opening quote that wordsmith Jane Yolen is ready to fill our heads with images of the seasons and the songs they are sure to evoke in an accomplished poet. In this book, the seasons pass in a forest environment. As one season ends, another begins.
"Frogs, trees,
hum-bumble bees,
blossoms and possums
and gossamer breeze."
Lavish and lovely words are accompanied by double-page spreads filled with brilliant color, the lively range of animals who call the forest home, the serenity and beauty that each season brings. It is a celebration, moving us seamlessly from one winter through the passing year until winter comes round again.
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