Take a Peek at the Book-Shelf

Imagine you're Mary Ann, the White Rabbit's housemaid- sneaking peeks at the books he's got upon the shelf. You don't bother with words...it's the pictures that capture your eye. Neglect your dusting! Take one off the shelf, snuggle in his cozy chair, and make your own stories up. The White Rabbit's calling for you but you're lost in another world. He can get his own gloves!

This blog is dedicated to fantasy picture books, magical pockets of paint and ink. You won't find savory intellectual reviews here--only sweet tasty tidbits of what's on my shelf, and the occassional visitor from public and private libraries.

Recommendations, questions, comments (even book reviews) are always welcome!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Jane Yolen's The Acorn Quest

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


Squirrelin smiled and put one paw over his heart. "My dear grandmother, a witch of some note, used to say that five-eighths of nonesense is sense. It's just up to the listener to sort it out."

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


Stories Love Pictures

Monday, July 6, 2009

Jane Yolen's The Wild Hunt

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive

"Jerold took down a big, heavy book from the third shelf and read it for about an hour without quite making out the point of it…The man, the horse, the hounds, and the tree person were all part of this Wild Hunt, though who or what they were hunting was never made clear in the book."

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Charles De Lint's A Circle of Cats

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive

"I'm me again," she said.
He smiled. "You were always you. Now you just look more familiar, that's all." He hesitated, the added, "The father of cats said he had one word for you and it was 'remember.'"

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Charles Vess' Book of Ballads

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive


“As I was walking all alone, I heard twa corbies making their moan, The one unto the other did say, ‘Where shall we go and dine this day’”

From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive
From White Rabbit's Book-Shelf Image Archive

"Many a one for him makes moan, But none shall know where he is gone; O'er his white bones, where they are bare, The wind shall blow for evermair."

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