Three years ago, I read A Snowman Named Just Bob,
a tender picture book written by Mark Kimball Moulton and illustrated
by Karen Hillard Good. The two have since collaborated on Reindeer Christmas, which I like even better, but when I saw that there was a sequel to Just Bob,
I had to have a look. Good’s country-flavored illustrations are lovely
an old-fashioned, reminding me of a Lang Folk Art calendar, while
Moulton’s verse is presented as artistically as possible, intersecting
with the paintings in surprising ways, whether it’s a block of text or a
wispy swirl.
A Snowgirl Named Just Sue takes place in
February, a couple of months after the young narrator and his family
built Bob. “All the holidays had passed,” he says. “Christmas, Kwanzaa,
Hanukkah - each one had been a blast!” This line strikes me as a little
odd, as it seems to imply that his family celebrated them all, which
doesn’t seem too likely. But maybe he’s just speaking in general terms.
In any event, it’s getting warmer, and rain and sun are beginning to
wear away the snowy friend so beloved by his creators. As Valentine’s
Day approaches, they fear that another storm will wash Bob away
entirely. But instead, that mooshy-gooshy holiday brings a very
different type of shower. Not rain, and not snowflakes, but hearts,
falling in “ruby, rose, vermilion, pink, / blush, crimson, coral, flame!
/ We tried our best, but there were reds / we couldn’t even name!”
Not only is Bob able to survive in such strange precipitation, the
heartfall inspires the creation of Sue, a mate for Bob. Like A Snowman Named Just Bob,
this story has a definite melancholy edge to it, and I would say it’s
even more pronounced here when paired up with the romantic storyline.
It’s really more of a Valentine story than Christmas, but with the
continued presence of snow and the prevalent association of snowmen with
Christmas, this sequel covers two holidays, and really three; as I
read, I kept being reminded of the classic New Year’s song, Old Lang Syne.
Bob and Sue are not going to be with this family forever. But just as
certainly, these “old acquaintances” will never “be forgot”.
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