![]() ![]() – To completely appreciate the back cover of this book it’s important to view it as a whole. – By the way, Kate assures me that a pack of foxes is actually called a “skulk” or a “leash”. – Only my sister could look at two owls in a tree and instantly christen them the Statler and Waldorf of the book. This would explain why John is the one who has to get out of bed instead of a younger son running down that fox. First we see the name on the monument:Īnd then later we see this portrait in the Giggle Gaggle bedroom. After considering the evidence I’m pretty sure that it was the son of John and his wife that died in the war. – I have a new theory about this Civil War monument since I spoke with Kate. How is this a good idea? The smoke blowing shows that there’s clearly a wind too. – This image Kate found caught me completely off guard. – And here is the cat family, safely out of range because at least one person on this farm knows exactly what to expect that night. But crying? That’s just salt in the wound. ![]() – I think it was the tears that got to Kate the most. – It is difficult not to admire the technical artistry that must go into the watercolor image of a shadow on water in the moonlight. Maybe that new Trading Spaces should take a crack at it? – I’m just imagining the HGTV show that examines fox design choices. – The Peter, Paul, and Mary version is the one I’m working off of: – The Burl Ives version of the Fox song is slightly different from the one I’m accustomed to, but it’s clearly the same thing: – In case you missed it last time, here’s Tricky Dick on a swan boat. Listen to the whole show here on Soundcloud or download it through iTunes, Stitcher, Google Play, or your preferred method of podcast selection. Fox are starving their children, what precisely is going on with the Giggle-Gaggle household, and what a “skulk”/”leash” is. And it’s a fantastic introduction to the autumn season! Win-win! In the course of things, Kate and I debate the degree to which Mr. Technically blood never mars the pages, but you can pretty much assume what’s happening off-screen, as it were. And speaking of bloodthirsty, I’ve pretty much found the bloodiest Caldecott Honor winner out there (though you’re allowed to try to find one bloodier if you’d like to prove me wrong). The poem declares loudly the bloodthirsty nature of little children. ![]() Well, recently I reprinted my favorite Ogden Nash poem of all time Don’t Cry, Darling. The way I tend to distinguish it from this site is that the blog is mostly concerned with adult titles and other library-related affairs. I run a blog for my job at Evanston Public Library on the side. ![]()
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