One Potato Review

Hypnotic, living up to its title. This combination of Rylant’s words and Stringer’s illustrations perfectly captures the ephemeral magic of a snowstorm, especially from behind the windows of a schoolhouse (or work) when – whatever our age, or disappointments – the world seems determined to change. You could be lying on a beach somewhere in the Caribbean and this would be evocative. Here is a picture of something worth running into and out of – for games and hot chocolate – and the girl in the story is depicted enjoying these deliveries with her grandmother, a not insignificant bonus: 

“And the snow,
while it is here,
reminds us of this:
that nothing lasts forever
except memories.

“And while the snow
is here
this brief moment,
let us take a walk
and see how beautiful
the world is….”