One day three white mice discover three jars of paint--red, blue, and yellow. Both parents and children alike will appreciate this lighthearted presentation of a lesson in color. "Walsh's cut-paper collage illustrations have bold colors and just the right simplicity for the storyline. A real charmer that's great fun as well as informative."--School Library Journal
Suppose I were to begin by saying that I had fallen in love with a color . . . A lyrical, philosophical, and often explicit exploration of personal suffering and the limitations of vision and love, as refracted through the color blue. With Bluets, Maggie Nelson has entered the pantheon of brilliant lyric essayists. Maggie Nelson is the author of numerous books of poetry and nonfiction, including Something Bright, Then Holes (Soft Skull Press, 2007) and Women, the New York School, and Other True Abstractions (University of Iowa Press, 2007). She lives in Los Angeles and teaches at the California Institute of the Arts.
For centuries, dyed fabrics ranked among the most expensive objects of the ancient Mediterranean world, fetching up to 20 times their weight in gold. Huge fortunes were made from and lost to them, and battles were fought over control of the industry. The few who knew the dyes’ complex secrets carefully guarded the valuable knowledge. The Rarest Blue tells the amazing story of tekhelet, or hyacinth blue, the elusive sky-blue dye mentioned 50 times in the Hebrew Bible. The Minoans discovered it; the Phoenicians stole the technique; Cleopatra adored it; and Jews—obeying a Biblical commandment to affix a single thread of the radiant color to the corner of their garments—risked their lives for it. But with the fall of the Roman Empire, the technique was lost to the ages. Then, in the nineteenth century, a marine biologist saw a fisherman smearing his shirt with snail guts, marveling as the yellow stains turned sky blue. But what was the secret? At the same time, a Hasidic master obsessed with reviving the ancient tradition posited that the source wasn’t a snail at all but a squid. Bitter fighting ensued until another rabbi discovered that one of them was wrong—but had an unscrupulous chemist deliberately deceived him? Baruch Sterman brilliantly recounts the complete, amazing story of this sacred dye that changed the color of history.
Jaxon Copper awoke one morning with a startling preview of an event that would change his life. He was planning to be a simple potters apprentice and making his way in life with a trade that would have made him safe and comfortable. Instead, through a change he could never have foreseen, he was catapulted into a world of power and intrigue. A world of danger and of learning about things he never thought existed. Jax was about to become something never seen before, even by the powerful group of Benders, a group whose influence and manipulation of the world was mostly uttered as tales to frighten children or an excuse for describing the magic of evil wizards. Jaxon Copper would someday be one of the most influential people everif he survived.
Newspaper reporter Justin Weaver had originally hoped to use his job at the small-town Bloomington Times as a springboard to something bigger. But after a couple years on the job, dreams of moving to New York or Chicago seem as far away as ever, especially when his newest assignment is covering a memorial service in the rural village of Masontown. A heroic war veteran and county sheriff for fifty years, Alvin "Pop" McDaniel, Masontown's legendary local hero, was a friend and benefactor to all. Justin is sure the story will be straightforward, but things get complicated when his girlfriend and fellow reporter, Belinda Fanelli, shows up to rock the boat-and Belinda rocks it well. As he researches the story and the memorial ceremony unfolds, Justin has a funny feeling. He suspects Pop wasn't as perfect as everyone thinks he was. With the help of Belinda and their inside source Andy Kline, a local reporter who proves to be a useful ally, Justin goes on a thorough hunt for the truth. However, digging through the life of a dead man can be dangerous-especially if the dead man had something to hide.