Plucked from my shelf just moments ago, this lovely book for the Classic Children’s Literature Challenge: The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame. Even the first few lines bring joy to my heart:
“The Mole had been working very hard all morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and wear arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing.”
Please feel free to join me in reading this little book, only 240 pages, before April’s end. It’s so winsome.