Looks like it’s weather day here today!
With Bean becoming a toddler, I’ve been newly nostalgic for East Coast Autumns. While I know that she’ll grow up with sparkling blue skies and ocean breezes, I yearn for her to experience the pleasing crunch of stomping through piles of fallen maple and walnut leaves, a crisp chill on her neck.
These gingkos and ficuses, eucalyptus and cypresses aren’t cutting it.
So, I’ve been scouring the library for Autumn books, to get Bean as excited about pumpkins and scarecrows and harvest moons as I am. I’ve been mostly successful (see also: she’s 1; she’s highly susceptible.)
1. Hello, Harvest Moon by Ralph Fletcher
This beautiful, lyrical book transports you right back to an idyllic small New England town. The pictures are lush with moonlight.
2. Pumpkin Pumpkin by Jeanne Titherington
A boy plants a seed and watches a pumpkin grow. It’s a very peaceful, slow read, but Bean was mesmerized by it. Spoiler: the pumpkin ends up with a jack-o-lantern face, but that’s the only reference to Halloween.
A sweet book about a bear, whose first year has gone fairly well. Then the leaves start to fall.
4. Apples, Apples, Apples by Nancy Elizabeth Wallace
This was a cute and odd book that includes a recipe. Bean was riveted. It may have been new to her that you could pick apples from a tree.
Do you have any other ideas? I think I’m running out of Autumn books to check out from the library.
