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Spring Takes A Vacation

May 17, 2011

Spring is off on a junket to Las Vegas, gambling on “weather” it will come back or leave winter in its place. My odds are on winter. In the last two weeks, we’ve had rain, wind, sleet, cloud cover, frost, temperatures below normal, and only an occasional appearance of the sun.

Okay, there was one teaser day in among all the rest. It came suddenly out of the ugly, grey skies. Heat and humidity embraced the day, convincing us that spring was here at last, but within twenty-four hours the icy fingers of winter were holding us hostage again. The birds were skating on ice in the birdbath, and the buds on the trees and bushes were bundled up tight, refusing to reveal their splendor.  

There is only one sure sign that that spring is here – dandelions. They’re outside, dancing in the wind and having a grand old time. I refuse to let the cold get me down. I’m putting on my hat, scarf, mittens, and coat. With tools in hand, I’m going outside to hunt for spring and wipe the smile off those dandelion faces!

Books on Seasons:

Snow Rabbit, Spring Rabbit:  A Book of Changing Seasons by Il Sung Na (Knopf Books for Young Readers, 2011), Everything Spring by Jill Esbaum (National Geographic Children’s Books, 2010), All Around the Seasons by Barney Saltzberg (Candlewick, 2010), Seasons by Blexbolex (Enchanted Lion Books, 2010),   Sharing the Seasons:  A Book of Poems compiled by Lee Bennett Hopkins (Margaret K. McElderry, 2010), Red Sings from Treetops:  A Year in Colors by Joyce Sidman (Houghton Mifflin Books for Children, 2009)

It’s National Children’s Book Week

May 11, 2010

Books! Books! Books! I love books! I love the feel of them. I love the smell of them. I love the way they sound when they’re read. Not even a scrumptious piece of dark chocolate can take the place of a good book!

 When I was growing up, our family owned a copy of Better Homes and Gardens STORY BOOK. Opening that book was like opening a treasure chest. Inside were stories, poems, finger games, a nonsense alphabet, songs, and fables. There was something for everyone in our family.

I leafed through the book the other day. It’s old and worn, but it still holds magic.

One of the first stories I remember reading with my mother was “The Little Red Hen.” It was a rebus story so I could read along with her.

There was “The House that Jack Built” with pictures by Randolph Caldecott and “Old Mother Hubbard” who owned a very clever dog.

I loved “Little Black Sambo.” I saw no racism in the story as some have claimed. To me it was about a very ingenious little boy who outsmarted some tigers and ended up with a special treat of one-hundred and sixty-nine pancakes!

There were other stories and poems that made me laugh and piqued my imagination. To this day, that book is still one of my all-time favorites. Each time I open it, I am filled with wonderful memories of my childhood and reading.

What are some of your favorites?


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