Cet auteur a grandi à Londres, près de Richmond Park, un vaste parc où il a fait connaissance avec de nombreux animaux qui sont ensuite apparus dans ses histoires. Ses premiers travaux se sont concentrés sur la poésie, appréciant le son et le rythme des mots. Après avoir eu des enfants, l'auteur a commencé à écrire des histoires pour des livres illustrés, présentant souvent une distribution diversifiée de créatures, des lapins et des ours aux dragons et aux renards. L'auteur aime collaborer avec des illustrateurs et ses œuvres ont été traduites dans de nombreuses langues.
Fletcher finds a caterpillar under a juicy green leaf. With the help of his friends, he introduces it to lots of games. But all it wants to do is munch. When Caterpillar stops munching, Fletcher is worried...but as spring turns into summer, something magical is about to happen! Join Fletcher and his friends as they discover a shimmering surprise in this joyous seasonal story
When Fletcher sees a dazzling rainbow, he is determined to help it shine forever. Guided by his friends, he chases it through the dripping wood... but the rainbow soon starts to fade. Once the last scrap of colour is gone, Fletcher feels he has failed - until he realises something wonderful!Join Fletcher and his friends as they celebrate the glorious colours of autumn in this uplifting story of hope.
'These books [Fletcher's Four Seasons] are simply marvelous. Not only encouraging young children in genuine appreciation of the nature, they also encourage empathy, understanding and a desire to help each other. Evocative, gentle, a joy to look at and utterly magical every single one of them makes me smile.' Fallen Star Stories As the autumn season sets in, Fletcher is very worried his beautiful tree has begun to loose all of its leaves. Whatever Fletcher attempts to do to save them, it's simply no use. When the final leaf falls, Fletcher feels hopeless... until he returns the next day to a glorious sight. A tender, uplifting tale about acceptance and hope for the future.
Set in autumn, the story follows Fletcher as he observes the transformation of his beloved tree, which is gradually changing colors and shedding its leaves. The narrative captures themes of change, nature, and the passage of time, highlighting Fletcher's emotional connection to the tree and the beauty of the seasonal transition.
Fred wants to hatch an egg. So he sets off to find an egg of his very own. And it isn't long before he finds a teeny weeny brown egg that needs a little bear just like Fred to care for it. But bears don't have eggs, do they? This bear does! says Fred proudly. But does he really...? Fred the little bear learns all about nurturing in this humorous story.
“Captivating.” — Publishers Weekly (starred review) In this companion to Fletcher and the Falling Leaves and Fletcher and the Snowflake Christmas , Fletcher the fox returns for another seasonal adventure. A perennial favorite for storytime sharing! Fletcher enjoys the sunny weather and the warmth of spring. But when he stumbles across snowy flakes gently floating to the ground, he spreads the news of winter’s return to all his friends. But spring is full of wonderful surprises for Fletcher and his friends. The Fletcher books are enjoyable picture books for sharing at home or in the classroom and are perfect for units on the seasons.
Molly's mother imagines stories to lull her to sleep, from swooping birds to a quiet beach, and soon one of them has nodded off.
"When the rabbits move to a new burrow, Fletcher wonders if Santa will know where to deliver their presents. But in the morning, Fletcher wakes to a magical surprise. Do you know what it is? Join Fletcher and find out ..."--Page 4 of cover
Nosy Rosie liked to know everything about everything, but Daddy Rabbit was planning a special surprise. Nosy Rosie kept trying to guess what it could be, but Daddy Rabbit only smiled and said, "Wait and see." But Rosie couldn't wait, and hopped off to look for it. The scampery, skippity squirrel said it was shaped a bit like an acorn. The burrowy-tunnelly moles said you could go inside it. The flittering-fluttering birds said it was blue... What could the surprise be?
