Isn't this an adorable cover?!
Did you know Isabella Arsenault is from Montreal? So pretty much local.
Once upon a northern night
while you lay sleeping,
wrapped in a downy blanket
I painted you a picture.
The things that happen in the night...
Once upon a northern night
a mother deer led her fawn
around the silent birch
and traced
a wandering path
on my canvas of white.
They nuzzled the sleeping garden
with memories of summer,
then wandered off
ti taste the frozen fruit
still clinging to an apple tree.
The poor fox who just wants to play with the hares....
Once upon a norther night
deep,
deep,
in the darkest hours,
the snowy clouds crept away
and the stars appeared--
twinkling points of light
hanging in the purple sky.
I knew by the time you woke
the sun would have chased them away;
so I set them like diamonds
on the branches of the willow.
The writing is so poetic. The pictures so soft and gentle.
Dreamy and fitting for talking of the things that happen at night in the winter.
And then
I had the moon gently kiss you
and the wind whisper...
I love you.
I am not entirely sure who the narrator is here--the earth? The night? The world at large?
But whatever it is, it is gentle, kind, and loving.
And then, the awakening.
That first morning of waking up to a snow covered world.....
Magic!
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