Kids encounter magical surprises on a nature walk.
Dressed in bright rain gear, three racially diverse friends search for fairies. Are those sweet-smelling honey snowdrops fairies? One child is convinced that fairies lurk under a heavy rock, so the pals turn it over. No fairy. Instead…“A dragon!” (Actually a lizard.) Not to be deterred, another youngster points to a spot: “A cozy, snug table? For a fairy feast!” (It turns out to be “puff belly mushrooms.”) Though the kids have discovered numerous marvels, they persist with their hunt. Soon, they encounter burrowing bugs! Their disappointment’s keen: “No fairies at all!…No imps. No sprites. Not even an enchanted woodland spirit.” Are they shy? The children hear whispers with a passing breeze. “Feel the ground! It hums. It thrums!” They gasp, touching the earth; below, readers catch a glimpse of burrowing animals slumbering (among them, unbeknownst to the children, fairies snuggle). The friends, now wearing leafy garlands, happily deem the passing butterflies “fairy wings” and acknowledge the gifts left by the fairies: flowers, leaves, and stones. They leave behind a treasure of their own—items collected on their walk—then return home, bidding the fairies farewell. This magical story employs lovely language. Like music to the ear, the text dances, fairylike, off the tongue, demanding to be read aloud. Delicate, lush illustrations emphasize nature’s beauty. Different typefaces are incorporated, often set against soft-blue backgrounds.
Nature appreciation for the youngest set.
(Picture book. 4-7)