Okay I might be exaggerating a tiny bit with the title of this blog, but it is an intimidating transition nonetheless. I am a picture book author. I’ve been writing picture books for the past…
Source: From Picture Books to Young Adult: A Transition into Madness!
The writing journey often has twists, turns, and unexpected detours. Buckle those seat belts and enjoy the ride!
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Almost bursting open sunflower. As Kevin says, my sunflower jungle is alive! |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
I’m amazed at how quickly the garden is taking over the backyard.
I’m sad that several icky pests are winning and eating as much as they can (slugs, earwigs, pill bugs, and aphids). Since I prefer not to spray my garden with pesticides, it’s a daily battle to find those critters. Loss is expected.
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Strawberries are still blooming, though they are exhausted! |
But mostly, I’m happy to see this dirt produce food and beauty for our eyes, nose, hands, and tummies. I supposed I could add ears to that list, as the bees are a humming, though they classify as beauty not food. At least for us. The cats love to snatch and gobble them up.
Here are some things growing in the garden.
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Oregano, much loved by bees, is heading towards full bloom. |
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Tea roses – beautiful though they were plagued by aphids early on in the season. |
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Creeping thyme, a walkable plant (you can walk on it). But watch out for bees! |
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Edible thyme is blooming. |
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Radishes are tasty and almost gone. Mmmm |
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Sunset lily. I love the color of these blooms. |
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Ripening Roma tomatoes. |
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The pumpkin plants that are threatening to take over our tiny backyard. Soon, it will be true. |
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Poor, sad, dwarfed okra. I’ve replanted 4-5 times. This is the best so far. |
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Wax beans love my back yard. Green beans? Not so much. |
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Dill entices more bees and is ready for canning. |
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Part of the sunflower jungle. |
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Lavender and friend. |
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Raspberries are coming on strong, much to the delight of the icky pests. |
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Baby zucchini. |
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The parsley is blooming. Those tiny sweat bees love this stuff. |
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Garlic. I have no idea when it is done! |
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Kale. |
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Baby yellow squash. If you squint, you can see someone else was impatient to try it. Go away, bugs! |
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Sage. This is also in bloom. But there is more than enough to go around. Five times around. That’s my garden so far, all from the backyard. I’d be happy to share, especially the herbs. Has anyone else grown okra? What trick am I missing (other than heat, which I think it really needs)? Happy tasting, smelling, seeing, touching, and hearing in your garden today! |
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Monet in one of her favorite napping spots. In her favorite position. |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
The first hint that something was wrong was the sound of the cat door furiously flapping.
The next hint was the flash of gray darting across the floor to the cat box. Monet had the kitty runs. Eww.
I mean the nasty smelly potty stops. While I’ve been there myself (though I don’t use the cat litter box nor do I go through the cat door), I’ve never seen a cat make a mad dash to the toilet!
Poor baby!
The dash and go lasted all evening and we were getting concerned. But since she continued to eat, drink, and play with her toys like a wild thing, we figured it would pass.
But this morning there was blood.
That definitely meant a trip to the vet. There was initial interest in the cat carrier by both girls, but the second I grabbed Monet to put her in, Mabel dashed off for hiding, afraid she would be next.
$125 bucks later, Monet was home. Colitis. Who knew cats could have that?
Cats eat all sorts of things. Especially Monet. She’s the wild girl and she very aggressively hunts, consumes, and shares her prizes. According to the vet, this is common.
No fever, healthy teeth, eating and drinking, playing, good fur, no temp = colitis and maybe a some worms (from eating before mentioned outdoor treats).
“Are you able to give her pills?” he asked.
“My guess is no, though we’ve never had to give them to her before,” I said. “Monet is our more intensive cat and pulls no punches when she plays. I’m guessing I would earn a bite or scratches from any attempts.”
This idea was confirmed when the vet came back with Monet after a little visit to the back room. “I did manage to give her a pill, but I had a technician and an assistant helping me. I gave her a shot. It’s not my first choice, but to prevent bites and scratches, it will be best for her.” (And me!)
As I thought.
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How Monet loves to sleep. |
So, guess what $125 buys? A vet inspection. A very strong antibiotic injection. One pill. Worming medication.
And a very happy-to-be-home cat who has already brought me a moth.
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
Chester
By Melanie Watt (and Chester)
(Kids Can Press, 2007)
Chester is a cat.
Not just any cat, but a very talented, imaginative, and creative cat.
Chester loves to be in the limelight. He also has ideas about what type of limelight and focus he wants.
And while Chester is all of the above, he is also – gasp – somewhat NAUGHTY!
Meet Melanie Watt, the author who is trying to tell the story of Chester, a very large calico cat who carries his own red correcting pen. At all times.
Meet Chester, the star of the book, who repeatedly hijacks the story and turns it to his own purposes.
Chester and Chester’s Back! are delightful, funny, and imaginative picture books. The voice of Chester interacts seamlessly with the author’s voice of Melanie. Kids will love Chester and his antics.
But beware, kids might get some ideas from Chester!
KID KANDY:
Make a Paper Plate Chester
Materials: wax-free paper plates, construction paper, scissors, glue, markers, crayons
1. Draw a cat face on your paper plate. Include eyes, nose, whiskers, and mouth.
2. Color your cat Chester colors (or any color you like – that’s what Chester would do).
3. Cut ears, paws, and a tail from construction paper. Glue them in place.
4. Cut a pen from construction paper. Make sure it is red! Glue it to Chester’s paw.
Now you have your own Chester. Both of you can make up your own stories!
Meow!
Chester’s Back!
(Kids Can Press, 2013)
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Lily from my garden fireworks of flora speckled bursts of joy fireworks cool to my touch enchanting lily by Angie Quantrell |
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Instead of an old lady, a dragon swallows everything! |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
There Was an Old Dragon Who Swallowed a Knight
By Penny Parker Klostermann
Illustrated by Ben Mantle
(Random House, 2015)
There used to be an old lady who swallowed a fly. I don’t know why, but she swallowed that fly. Kids love to read and sing this silly song.
Now we can enjoy There Was an Old Dragon Who Swallowed a Knight.
A dragon, not a lady. A knight, not a fly.
I love this book!
Part nursery rhyme song, part fairy tale, part humor, part adventure. This picture book has it all. Sure the knight gets swallowed (along with many other fairy tale sorts), but what happens in the dragon’s belly is quite comical.
Told in rhyme, There Was an Old Dragon Who Swallowed a Knight is a delightful and inventive take on the old stand-by. Never fear, the dragon does not die at the end.
KID KANDY:
Make-Believe Castle Fun
Materials: connecting blocks, horse, people figures, blue felt, dragon (or a large sock)
Make up your own story or use the items to retell There Was an Old Dragon Who Swallowed a Knight.
1. Build a castle with connecting blocks.
2. Choose people figures to be the knight, cook, squire, and lady. Add the horse and blue felt water.
3. Retell the story and let the dragon pretend to gobble up the other characters in the story. Or put your arm in the sock and pretend it is the dragon grabbing things to eat.
What other things could the dragon eat? Make sure he burps at the end and spits out everyone!
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The inside of one of the barracks at Fort Simcoe |
by Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
Do weekends go faster and seem busier than the rest of the week, or is it just me?
Pull up a cup of your favorite tea and let’s chat. I am drinking PG Tips with a tiny swirl of honey in the bottom. If I really wanted to be reminded of my visits to England, I would add a dash of milk and use raw sugar instead. Delish!
Here’s what I’d share with you about my weekend:
On Friday, I went grocery shopping. This is only worth mentioning because of the crowds! It was insane. But I did have my pint-sized helper, Miss Khloe. She assisted me as we grazed our way through Costco.
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Nana with her 5 grands, from 5 weeks to 7 years-old. |
The Quantrells took Fort Simcoe by storm on Saturday for a birthday plus a birthday plus a graduation picnic day. It was very nice, but it turned into a HOT day as the temps kept rising. We were done by 1, back in the cars, and on the road seeking AC. We enjoyed hanging out together. Nana especially loved having the grands in one spot, though it only lasted for 5 minutes. And then they were off and running.
Saturday was a free National Park Day, so we wanted to take advantage of the special day by visiting Fort Simcoe. You can read more about Fort Simcoe here.
We saw:
– a passel of squirrels, rolling and tumbling all over each other
– no snakes (Amen)
– no bears (double-Amen)
– cows (yes, cows – and plenty of cow-pies, ick!)
– old buildings
– 2 springs
– canons
– a tiny museum
– a parade of Model T’s that also traveled out to Fort Simcoe for a picnic
– a park worker in a golf cart chasing away the poopy-cows who wanted to graze (and poop) on park grounds
– the location of my son and daugther-in-laws’ wedding
On Sunday, we continued our celebration of graduates at church with a relaxed gathering where we viewed photos, chatted, and shared cake.
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Our beautiful graduates! |
My honey and I went on a lunch date. This was followed by relaxing in a cool theater and watching a movie. We migrated home, dodging the heat, and stayed inside and under shade. Temps were in the triple digits, so there was no working outside or going for a walk. Nope.
Back-to-work Monday has arrived. Triple digit temps are in the works as I type. I think I hear the beach calling me, if only it weren’t 5 hours away.
Thanks for stopping by. I’ve so much enjoyed tea with you.
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Lavender from my garden and a tea cup we received as a wedding gift (31 years ago) |
What did you do during the weekend? I’ll make another cup and you can tell me about your weekend.
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Funny and adorable book! |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
Mother Bruce
By Ryan T. Higgins
(Hyperion, 2015)
I’m sure you’ve heard of Old Mother Goose. Or you’ve seen a goose trailed by a parade of her goslings. This is not a story about Mother Goose.
Or maybe it is. Except Mother Goose is a he, not a she. And his name is Bruce. Bruce is a bear.
Bruce jumps from the frying pan and into the fire of motherhood after the goose eggs he had collected hatch on the stove while he is gathering firewood.
Bruce, Mr. Grumpy himself, does everything he can to get rid of the goslings. But alas, he is stuck being Mother. Bruce.
Mother Bruce is funny and clever. I loved it!
KID KANDY:
Play Bear, Bear, Goose
Have you heard of Duck, Duck, Goose?
This is the same game, only the one who is IT should tap others on their heads and say “Bear, Bear, Bear, Bear, . . . Goose!” The goose should chase IT around the outside of the circle until he/she reaches the empty spot and sits down. Then goose becomes IT.
Bear, Bear, Goose is an outdoor (or a gym) game. So invite those friends, make a big circle, choose someone to be IT, and have fun!
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Strawberries, raspberries, lavender, and radishes fresh from the garden. |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
What’s growing in the garden? I mean besides cat fur.
The strawberries are slowing down and I think ready for a big break to build up their energy. Whoa! This was the most prolific strawberry (also known as strawbabies and beebes around our house) harvest I have ever had. Not counting the minimal loss from slugs, sow bugs, ants, and raiding grandchildren.
Raspberries are coming on! Beautiful, tasty, sweet-tart lovely bursts of flavor – be still my heart. I love me some raspberries (also known as raspbabies and beebes at our house).
My miniscule crop of French radishes is nearing readiness for being pulled up, roots and all. I planted a roasting pan with radishes in hopes of avoiding above mentioned pests who annually decimate my peppery red and white treats. Take that, you vermin! Today Donavyn and I pulled up a few to check for size. And we gobbled them all up, just like Goldilocks ate Baby Bear’s porridge. Just right.
Lavender, one of my favorite flowering herbs, is starting to bloom strong. I haven’t seen many bees this spring, so I am pleased the purple blossoms are attracting several from somewhere. If only a swarm would descend in our area and we could capture it . . .
As always, parsley, thyme, dill, and sage are available free of charge to any and all. The sunflowers look like they will put on a great show in another couple of weeks. Birds delight, but beware the two slinking gray girls who blend in to the bricks and sand beneath your dinner table.
One of my failures this year is okra. I really wanted to grow some for my mom who grew up in Missouri. I’ve done 3 plantings, and there is nothing to be had but munched sprouts. I guess they taste good?
I’ve also done multiple plantings of echinacea, or cone flowers, for the bees and butterflies. This last batch is finally showing promise. I may just have to buy half grown plants.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
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There is always a furry body helping me. This one particularly loves to sleep on the strawberries. |
My friends, how does your garden grow?
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From exclusivity to welcoming – great read! |
By Angie Quantrell @AngieQuantrell
Strictly NO Elephants
By Lisa Mantchev
Illustrated by Taeeun Yoo
(Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers, 2015)
And the sign means NO elephants!
A young boy has a pet elephant. The trouble with having a pet elephant is that no one else has one and it’s hard to fit in.
Come Pet Club Day, he decides to take his pet elephant. Instead of welcome, he is met with a sign that reads “Strictly NO Elephants.”
The friends leave, unwelcome and unwanted. As they wander the sidewalks, they notice a girl with a pet skunk. Her pet is unwelcome, too!
Relieved to have found common ground, the two new friends decide to start their own pet club, one where EVERYONE is welcome!
Strictly NO Elephants is a great read!
I love this book about welcoming everyone instead of being exclusive. What a nice lesson to share with young children! (This book does not sound like a lesson, never fear. Fun story.)
KID KANDY:
Draw Your Dream Pet
Materials: paper, crayons, markers, pencils
1. Brainstorm. What kind of pet do you wish you had? Pretend that your pet could be ANYTHING at all. Even a made up pet. What would you like to have?
2. Draw your pet. Don’t forget the head, body, legs (does it have legs?), tail (does it have a tail?), eyes, hair or fur, and all of the other body parts.
3. What is your pet? What is its name? I’d love to see a picture.
Wouldn’t it be fun to make up your own pet with a friend?
Thanks for stopping by. If you know someone else who would love to read a great book and enjoy a KID KANDY project, please share this blog with them. Thank you!
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