ESCARGOT AND THE SEARCH FOR SPRING

Escargot tires of winter and searches for signs of spring.

Even with a cozy blanket, stacks of good books, and a salad puzzle strewn on the floor, poor Escargot is feeling out of sorts. The tiny snail questions readers: “Does it seem like my eyes are not so bright? / Do my tentacles look droopy? / Perhaps my trail isn’t quite as shimmery as before?” Escargot has “ennui.” Not even hot chocolate sounds good anymore. Escargot decides to dig away at the snow that’s piled up at the front door (readers will realize that the “snow” is in fact a fluffy bunny’s hindquarters) and slide outside to find the first signs of spring. Escargot saunters off. But wait. Escargot leans in to whisper conspiratorially: “Is it just me, or is that snowbank following us?” “Oh lá lá!” Indeed, it’s not snow; it’s a bunny! With sad eyes and bowed tentacles, Escargot sighs, “You probably think the bunny rabbit is adorable. / More adorable than a French snail…” Hanson’s gentle watercolors bring to life a charming verdant landscape. Equal parts insecure and boastful, Escargot embodies the roller coaster of emotions that many youngsters feel on any given day. Not to fear: Flowers are finally found and friendships are formed, but the steady, slimy path of chatty dialogue is, as usual, magnifique.

Sure to banish cold-weather doldrums.