Emily and Jamie live near Hilltop Wood. The two children love to splash and play in the clear water of Hilltop Stream, which runs through the wood. One day, the stream is dark and dirty, and the otter has gone. What can the children do? --

A charming story inspired by Elsa Beskow's stories of little folk.

When Emily and Jamie hear that a new road will be built through Hilltop Wood, they rush to warn their friends, the Tomtes--very special creatures who guard the oldest woods. With the children's help, they immediately set about saving their home. When the workers arrive, unexpected obstacles appear in their way--the rocks they need to move are much bigger than they remembered; their digging machines are flooded; a stream mysteriously changes direction overnight. Maybe they won't be able to build this road after all... (Ages 4-6)

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This classic story of the Tomten’s nocturnal visits to all of the residents of wintry farm has been reminding children of the promise of spring for decades. “The friendly troll Tomten will be a welcome visitor. . . . Highly recommended.”—School Library Journal (starred review) “Wiberg’s lovely, full-color paintings convey the hushed atmosphere of night in the Swedish countryside and also the sweet charms of the Tomten. . . . The gentle story with its eye-filling scenes is an apt choice for a bedtime read-aloud.”—Publishers Weekly “A picture book of rare distinction.”—The Chicago Tribune An ALA Notable Book A Parents’ Choice Paperback Award Winner

Peter is searching for berries for his mother's birthday but he can't find a single one! Then a light tap on his shoe begins a strange and magical adventure steering bark boats, riding brown mice and swinging on spider webs with his new friends, the playful blueberry and cranberry children. Peter in Blueberry Land is of the best-known books from world-renowned Swedish author--illustrator Elsa Beskow. This wonderful new edition faithfully reproduces Beskow's classic illustrations in a collectable picture book featuring a unique hand-crafted design, premium-quality paper, gold foil signature and a luxurious cloth spine. Create an Elsa Beskow library by collecting all of the gorgeous new editions.

Now, Hargate, what a fellow you are! I've been looking for you everywhere. Don't you know it's the House against the Town boys. It's lucky that the Town have got the first innings; they began a quarter of an hour ago. "How tiresome!" Frank Hargate said. "I was watching a most interesting thing here. Don't you see this little chaffinch nest in the bush, with a newly hatched brood. There was a small black snake threatening the nest, and the mother was defending it with quivering wings and open beak. I never saw a prettier thing. I sat quite still and neither of them seemed to notice me. Of course I should have interfered if I had seen the snake getting the best of it. When you came running up like a cart horse, the snake glided away in the grass, and the bird flew off. Oh, dear! I am sorry. I had forgotten all about the match." "I never saw such a fellow as you are, Hargate. Here's the opening match of the season, and you, who are one of our best bats, poking about after birds and snakes. Come along; Thompson sent me and two or three other fellows off in all directions to find you. We shall be half out before you're back. Wilson took James's wicket the first ball." Frank Hargate leaped to his feet, and, laying aside for the present all thoughts of his favorite pursuit, started off at a run to the playing field. His arrival there was greeted with a mingled chorus of welcome and indignation. Frank Hargate was, next to Thompson the captain of the Town eleven, the best bat among the home boarders. He played a steady rather than a brilliant game, and was noted as a good sturdy sticker. Had he been there, Thompson would have put him in at first, in order to break the bowling of the House team. As it was, misfortunes had come rapidly. Ruthven and Handcock were bowling splendidly, and none of the Town boys were making any stand against them. Thompson himself had gone in when the fourth wicket fell, and was still in, although two wickets had since fallen, for only four runs, and the seventh wicket fell just as Frank arrived, panting, on the ground.