This book was written the year I was born and maybe that is why I find these illustrations so charming; they remind me of other narratives and images from my childhood. And, while the story is rather timeless, the unavoidable Eighties-ness of it is pure nostalgia for me even though I've only just discovered it.
|Rise and shine|
It's likely the spot-on quiet humour that endears this book to me.
|Dad burning toast|
Or perhaps it's the decided lack of sunshine in these wintry Vancouver days that makes this title and the warmth of it's plot so appealing.
|A fine balance|
Or maybe it's the apt portrayal of my current cozy reality that hits the mark.
It must be the precisely sweet embodiment of a child's routine motions and expressions that captivate me.
|Page one of a two-page sequence|
Indeed, this wordless story is poetic. The particular moments Ormerod has chosen to depict couldn't be more pertinent. There are no words and yet nothing is missing. There are dozens of images in her sequential segments and yet nothing is superfluous. I've said it before and I'll say it again, good editing makes any endeavor a work of art.
Whatever it is, I am smitten with "Sunshine" and currently looking for the companion book "Moonlight".