It lay like lace along the trees.
It hatted the houses.
It capsuled the cars
in thick and sticky white.
-from This Place in the Snow
by Rebecca Bond 
It is such a joy to read a childrens' book that brings this level of writing to a quiet bedtime. Normally I would save a winter book for the appropriate season but this one is too good to hold until November. Words and illustration mesh perfectly, building through quiet snowfall, awakening and the euphoria that a snowy day lies at your feet with all its promise. My kids will never wake to a snowbound morning in our neighborhood so Ms. Bond's book gave me another opportunity to share stories of morning snowfall, closed schools, snowball fights and the absolute quiet of a wintry forest. I hope that you will read this and do the same.
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