The cover of this book is sooo charming, that I have to go straight down to Barnes and Noble and read it! Well, I may need to wait until 10am, when the store opens, but it's my goal today to get a hand on this book. The reviews caught my attention as well. As soon as I get it, I'll do another post!!!
|THE BOSTON GLOBE|
|This is the most visually and verbally gorgeous picture book of the year. Owl loves the beautiful night and hearing about mysterious daybreak when “[d]ewdrops sparkle on leaves and grass like tiny stars come down . . . the sky brightens from black to blue, blue to red, red to gold.’’ Simple, dazzling - and simply dazzling.|
|NEW YORK TIMES|
|This exceptional first book by Srinivasan, a talented illustrator — her animations can be seen in the film “Waking Life” and her illustrations in The New Yorker — follows Little Owl during his nighttime explorations. How does the night end? Little Owl asks his mama. Little Owl’s world, depicted in mossy greens and mushroom browns set dramatically against a black backdrop, is a romantic landscape of fireflies and nocturnal perambulations. Watch out, parents: this bedtime tale may even convert children who are afraid of the dark into adventuresome night owls.|
|BOOKLIST STARRED REVIEW|
|This debut picture book gets it all just right. The story, while familiar, is executed deftly and with heart, and the crisp graphic elements of the artwork juxtapose well against the pretty prose. Little Owl, with his his big, big eyes and his itty-bitty wings is having “a wonderful night” as he flits between snails and stars. He watches an opposum family trek along and a skunk eating berries. Night is Little Owl’s playground, but inevitably the sun must come up, and when the bats come flying home, he asks his mother to tell him again how the night ends. “The moon and stars fade to ghosts . . . Spiderwebs turn to silver threads . . . Moonflowers close and morning glories open. The sky brightens from black to blue, blue to red, red to gold, she says, as the velvet blacks and foggy grays of the night slowly lighten to the colors of a breaking day. Cleverly, Srinivasan has turned the bedtime story upside down: now that the sun is out it’s time for sleep. Little ones who have enjoyed picking out the foxes, bears, and bunnies as the night wears on may find their own eyes closing just when Little Owl’s do. — Ilene Cooper|