Like a Hundred Drums

It started quietly,with a small flutter of leaves on the old oak tree. No one noticed at first: not the wren or crownot the cow or pigdog or catnot the children playing in the shade. But when the first gust of wind–full of that storm-fresh scent–reaches themthe quiet comfort of a soft summer day is about to turn into a day of winddarknessand loud noises from the sky. Crack! Boom! Quickhide! Beautifully written and illustrated with radiant paintingsthis spare story captures the dramafunand thrill of a summer thunderstorm.