"...The weeks pass by, and every sunny day is filled with laughter; music, and dance. It seems as if the masquerade will never end."
"But wait. SHHHH. Listen. Studious Uncle Fall is quieting the land. He puts on his spectacles, arranges his pencils and books, then sits down at his desk.
Cousin Summer slips his knapsack on his back and quickly strides over the hills and far away."
--"When the Root Children Wake Up," by Audrey Wood