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Like many others, I have been revisiting Amy Krouse Rosenthal’s books ever since I heard the sad news of her death. Reading Textbook Amy Krouse Rosenthal, with its many opportunities to “text and …” or connect to the books interactive website which involve hearing Amy’s voice, is a bittersweet experience – Amy was a joyful spirit, and her books bubble over with her whimsical ability to see lovely in the smallest of things.
Today, I came to rest at these two pages:
So, today I went in search of a Purple flower moment:
I am sitting on the patio, warming sockless feet on the sun baked stone. A breeze weaves its way through budding forsythia and cherry blossom trees, and it feels like the beginning of real Spring. I can hear the wind chimes singing merrily from the front porch, our neighbor’s daughter practicing her piano, and two cardinals chirping out their afternoon news. Both dog and cat are stretched out on the just greening grass, and the air smells earthy, clean, and cool. I look up to spy a cardinal perched on a forsythia branch and notice that one solitary bud has opened it’s golden petals all the way. A door slams somewhere, startling the bird who flies away. As he takes flight, so does the forsythia blossom which is caught in the palm of the breeze, lifts up, and floats away.
It reminds me of you, Amy Krouse Rosenthal, and your yellow umbrella, and the purple flower moments you called our attention to. I wish you had had more of those…