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B>An adopted bumblebee learns the language of flowers from her floral family in this enchanting picture book, inspired by floriography, that celebrates one of nature''s most important relationships./b>br>br>Deep within a magical meadow, some lonely flowers receive a very special gift: a baby bumblebee in need. The flowers name her Beatrice, they care for her and help her find her wings. And as she grows older, Beatrice learns the language of her floral family -- messages of kindness and appreciation that she delivers between them. With each sweet word, the flowers bloom until the meadow becomes so big that Beatrice needs help delivering her messages and decides to set out in search of her own kind. But this little bees quest takes her beyond the safety of the meadow and into the dangerous swamp the flowers have warned her about, a swamp inhabited by strange plants with snapping jaws and terrible teeth . . . will these prickly plants let her pass? Could they just be in need of a little sweetness themselves?br/>;br/>A gently fanciful tale of the miracle of pollination and the important relationship between flowers and bees, this sweetly affirming story, inspired by the Victorian practice of floriography, suggests the secret to flourishing is kindness and appreciation.;
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Cataclop cataclop, lune de minuit. Le café-roulotte entre dans la ville endormie. Tiens, tiens, qui se cache par ici ? Une petite souris ! En un battement d'ailes, un festin se prépare...
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Il était une forêt dans laquelle, un beau jour, une toute petite souris poussée par la faim découvrit une toute petite couronne. Elle qui n'avait jamais rien vu de tel fut d'abord surprise, avant de la placer sur sa tête. Et oh, miracle ! La couronne lui allait à ravir...
Tant et si bien que lorsqu'un ours vint à croiser le rongeur et qu'il lui demanda s'il était un roi, que répondit la souris ? « Oui, j'en suis un ! » De là commença un bien étrange ballet...
Un conte qui parle du jeu des apparences, de l'ivresse du pouvoir et de la beauté des choses simples, simples comme un bouquet de pissenlits offert par un ami. -
Il était un bois dans lequel, un beau jour, un ours découvrit un ukulélé. Il fit un si joli son qu'il l'inspira pour écrire sa propre chanson... Son ami Souris adorerait l'entendre, mais l'ours n'est pas le seul animal de la forêt à trouver une inspiration musicale ce jour-là...
Arrivera-t-il, enfin, à transmettre son étonnante composition ?
Un album drôle, tendre et profond pour montrer que tout art mérite d'être reconnu et peut même inspirer ceux qui nous entourent, si on laisse bien chacun s'exprimer à son tour. -
B>A mysterious cook whips up midnight meals for fellow night owls in a lavish lunch cart while a hungry mouse looks on in this atmospheric picture book inspired by the forerunner of food trucks and diners. A delectable picture book inspired by forerunners of food truck, for fans of The Night Gardener./b>br>br>Noses sniff the air as mouthwatering smells waft down city streets, luring growling bellies to the Night Owl. Inside this elegant, horse-drawn establishment, a feathery cook works the grill, serving up tasty dishes for shift-workers and operagoers alike: a mince pie for Fox, a ham sandwich for Badger and puddings for little Possums. Mouse, a poor street sweeper, watches as the line of customers swells, ever hopeful that someone will drop a morsel of food -- but Owls cooking is far too delicious for more than a crumb to be found. As the evenings service winds down, weary Owl spots trembling Mouse. Has he found his own night lunch, or will he invite this small sweeper inside for a midnight feast for two? ;br>;br>From the imagination of two acclaimed picture book creators, together for the first time, this dreamlike picture book is a magical ode to Victorian lunch wagons. Evoking the sounds, sights, smells and tastes of the city at night, Night Lunch reveals how empathy and kindness as well as dignity and gratitude can be found -- and savored -- in the most unexpected places.