Amy Ludwig Vanderwater
Illustrated by Robbin Gourley
Poetry Picture Book
For ages 6 and up
Clarion, 2013, 978-0-618-84349-7
Not far from a girl’s little red house there is a forest.
One morning, while she is outside, the girl hears a “pinecone fall” and she
smells the “spicy” tang of the pine trees on the wind. She is drawn to the
forest that seems to be asking her to “Come visit. / Please?”
In the forest
she meets a chickadee, whom she invites to come and eat some of seeds that she
is holding. She tells the little bird that it is “safe to land” on her hand and
that she is not a threat. The bird is afraid of the child, but at the same time
it cannot help seeing the seeds that rest in the hand that is still. Perhaps
such a small child is not something to fear after all.
In the spring
the child finds fiddleheads in the forest. These are ferns that are uncurling
as the weather warms, and their presence
indicates that winter is finally over. High in a tree she hears a tree fog
calling. It is trying to convince a potential wife that it is “one great frog.”
Summer is the
perfect time to have adventures in the forest. Barefoot, the girl walks on a
bed of moss, her feet sinking into the “velvet green.” She wishes her socks
felt as good as the moss does. Summer is also the time when poison ivy grows
everywhere. One must look for those three leaves and avoid them because “One
green / touch can itch / so much.”
In fall the maple
trees begin to change their “leaves to red,” and one hears the call of geese
overhead. Then the first snow arrives and the girl stands outside in the woods
with her eyes closed listening to “snowy voices / crystal clear.”
This lovely book takes readers through a
forest year. We celebrate special moments with the girl, and explore the lovely
world that is her refuge and her playground. We discover treasures from nature,
and meet animals who share their lives with us.
Throughout the
book beautiful poems in a variety of forms are paired with emotive watercolor
paintings that readers will enjoy reading and looking at again and again.
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