Seasons -- fiction
A single snowflake
floats through the air,
on the nose
of a fine red fox.
It’s time to “throw on flip-flops and breathe the sweet air.” Time for lemonade stands and “hide-and-seek until the darkness wins.” A Fourth of July parade, an ice cream truck, a trip to a silver lake—there’s so much to enjoy in Tom Brenner’s new book, And Then Comes Summer.
Of all the seasons, spring seems to be the most anxiously awaited. It brings the promise of warmer weather, longer days, and the explosion of nature’s beauty with spring flowers, soft spring grass, and baby animals in abundance. Celebrate all the wonders of spring with a child by sharing one (or a bunch!) of these spring-themed books.
It all begins in late winter when Matt finds a bubbling stream in an abandoned “pit” in the woods. From there, three friends, Matt, Pablo, and Katie, clear debris and build a dam, creating a large pond. Winter leads to spring, in which the children spend time building a boat to row on the pond. In summer, their lazy days are filled with climbing trees, discovering rocks, and enjoying the freedom of childhood. When winter rolls around again, the pond freezes over and all the neighborhood children have a place to skate. To read Pond, by Jim LaMarche, is to experience creativity, exploration, and the payoff of hard work. Each picture is a snapshot of the children enjoying nature through the seasons, all through the lens of the pond.
When Nancy Tafuri began her illustrating her own marvelous stories, she had a hard time at first finding a publisher who would believe in her work. Fortunately for the many, many children who have been delighted by her books, Nancy persisted, learning more about her craft while waiting to be published. Her books were successful, and they definitely found their young audiences. Eventually, the New York Times would call Nancy Tafuri “the Queen Mother of Warmly Soothing Animal Bedtime Stories.”
Goodbye Summer, Hello Autumn, by Kenard Pak, is a gentle read-aloud that follows a girl walking through the forests and fields and town of a changing world.
“Hello! You can hear my low rumble from far away.
My clouds loom over the open fields and quiet hills.”