A wondrous book and the loveliest tribute to childhood and simpler times. Matt James’ paintings evoke a soft, wintry nostalgia and could not be a more perfect fit for Paul Harbridge’s beautiful prose, story and memories. Afterwards, they warm up by the fire with scalding tea and toasty sandwiches. It’s time for a game of hockey in the cold, blue moonlight, surrounded by silvery trees. They wait until a full moon arrives and head to the frozen lake, sloshing through the snowy terrain. When the Moon Comes is about a yearly tradition-a group of friends wait for just the right time of the year in December when the beaver flood freezes into perfect ice. For a week it is twenty below freezing, and when you walk in the woods, the leaves shatter under your feet like glass.” “In December, before a single flake has fallen, the cold snap comes. This month’s #littlelitbookseries is all about traditions.
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