Rap, bap, tap.
John Shelley\'s illustrations celebrate the season in a burst of color, as the woods transform from a moonlit winter wonderland to a wonderfully bright floral scene..
Rap, bap, tap, crunch, scrunch, crinkle, crackle, CRACKIn an explosion of spring a baby bird is born, ice shatters, and flowers burst forth.
As they move deeper into the forest, the sounds grow louder.
The frost is melting--crinkle, crackle, CRACK.
There\'s a bear in his yard The bear leads him to a forest, where the snow has grown muddy and the trees have sprouted buds.
Late one winter night, a boy wakes to strange noises.
Rap, bap, tap