This is an above-average poetry/picture book written by Jim Aylesworth about what two little children do during their day in the summertime. It's a nostalgic look into what children might do in a simpler, gentler, rural setting. They look at fields of flowers, they watch passing clouds, they roll down grassy hills, they walk barefoot in the meadow, they play in a babbling brook, climb trees in an inviting woods, etc. This may be the experience of someone who grew up in a bucolic, rural setting, but I don't think many urban/suburban kids can relate. Also, the children look to be about 6 or 7 years old, (they are little white children--one boy and one girl), would their parents really allow them to roam the countryside from dawn until dusk? Probably not. So, this book is good for people who think poetry can paint a picture of an idealized world, not necessarily the one we're living in now. --Barb