For the past month I’ve had fuzzy recollections of a beautifully illustrated turtle with a flower-painted shell. It was such a vague memory that I thought I might have dreamt it, but I couldn’t get this mysterious turtle out of my head. After many fruitless Google searches I finally mentioned it to my parents, and it turned out I was remembering one of my Mom’s childhood books, Rosebud by Ed Emberley. The story is about a little turtle who was “tired of being plain and ordinary.” They only printed one edition of the book in 1966, but I found an old library copy to purchase online. Maybe it’s just nostalgia, but I’m in love with these illustrations!
Rosebud by Ed Emberley
April 12th, 2011
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