And when spring comes, we see the boy kicking up his feet in a joyful tire-swing surrounded by shoots of vegetables and just-blossoming flowers. She captures both the patience and the terribly-long watchful waiting, with simple expressions and body attitude. Stead's gentle lines and soft colors take us through that always impatient waiting time when the promise of spring is everywhere but where you are That period when winter coats are put away, replaced by rain gear, and finally by short sleeve tee-shirts. How satisfying it is when his diligence is rewarded, his hopes fulfilled, and he is surrounded by green at last.Įrin E. The boy is worried, but when he puts his ear to the ground and closes his eyes he can hear a greenish hum. In Julie Fogliano's poetic text that flows from page to page as smoothly as the seasons move from one to the next, we see the brown of late winter/early spring slowly change to a "hopeful, very possible sort of brown." Yet the seeds one little boy has planted show no signs of coming up.
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