
Barbara Cooney was born on this day in 1917. For more than sixty years she illustrated books for other authors, while writing and illustrating her own stories. When she died in 2000, she had created nearly 120 books. She once said:
"I want children to bubble up with laughter, or to cry over my books. I want to picture them under a cherry tree, or at the library with my book in their hands. But more, I want to see them reading in the classroom. I want to see children in solitude at their desks, absorbing, lost in a book."
I imagine she'd be thrilled to know that they are. William and I are going to mark the anniversary of her birthday with readings of
Miss Rumphius and
Chanticleer and the Fox. Won't you join us?