For every child, June is

        ... long green weeks
        That never end.
        School's out. The time
        Is ours to spend.

The elusive feel of a season is a fleeting combination of smell and sight and sound and even taste. The wind, that caresses instead of bites, heralds spring. The first popsicle of the season is a sure sign of summer for a child.

Each month, too, has its own aura which delights the senses. John Updike has captured the swiftly passing months in twelve lovely poems. They evoke the sense impressions that delight children as they discover and explore the changing world.

Nancy Burkert's warmly reminiscent drawings complement the mood of the poems and add their own charmingly distinctive accent.

From the dust jacket