"He was a child of faerie folk.
A child of sky and air.
And she was a child of humankind.
Of earth and toil and care.
_They met in the dusk of Hallow's Eve.
_When widow's grieve
_In widow's weave.
_They met in the dark of Hallow's Eve,
She had flowers in her hair."
So begins Child of Faerie Child of Earth by Jane Yolen, illustrated by Jane Dyer. I love this picture book. I love the poetry, the imagery, the story line, the subject matter and of course the outstanding art. Like my own Snow Bloom (first draft soon), it weaves the mythos and traditions of simple peasants of the middle ages into a lyrical telling of a charming story.