"Once upon a time there was a Little House way out in the country.
Always faintly aware of the city\'s distant lights, she starts to notice the city encroaching on her.
The rosy-pink Little House, on a hill surrounded by apple trees, watches the days go by, from the first apple blossoms in the spring through the winter snows.
She was a pretty Little House and she was strong and well built." So begins Virginia Lee Burton\'s classic The Little House, winner of the prestigious Caldecott Medal in 1942. "Once upon a time there was a Little House way out in the country