Thus he got ready and tied up the sandwiches in neat parcels with ribbons of grass. Then all of a sudden he knew he had left our something and went hurrying from poster to poster, scrawling under the bottom line, in yellow-coloured letters - since no other kind of paint was left - TUESDAY, although the manner in which he spelled it was TOOZDAY.
Pleasant Fieldmouse Pg. 13
By Jan Wahl with illustrations by Maurice Sendak
This book looks beautiful! I love the cover.
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Hi Megan
ReplyDeleteIt is beautiful! Thanks for calling in, Barbara.
Just too darling. I love the part where he ties the parcels with ribbons of grass; not blades of grass - ribbons of grass.
ReplyDeleteYes I loved that too – ribbons of grass sounds so much more poetic than blades of grass.
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ReplyDeleteLove that cover! :)
ReplyDelete~Jess
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Me too – it’s so pretty
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