Books published by publisher GreenWilBk

Snippets of fabric.A needle. Lots of thread. The basics for a quilt are at your fingertips!Anna Grossnickle Hines shares her love for quilting through nineteen of her own cheerful, handmade designs. Each quilt is different, and each is paired with an original poem about another unique patchwork: the seasons of the year. The happy result is an inspired blend of stitches and stanzas in one extraordinary collection for the whole family to enjoy.Winner of the 2001 Lee Bennett Hopkins Excellence in Poetry Award

The independent little girl in this snug story loves her brand new big bed but . . . What if I fall out? What if I get lonely? What if I get lost? What if I get scared? Just right for young children making the transition from crib to bed, and featuring Mary Watson's comforting and realistic paintings, My Own Big Bed celebrates self-reliance, eases fears, and -- with a tuck and a kiss from Mommy and Daddy -- promises a safe and cozy night's sleep.

Chanelle laughed. "You'd never have the guts to get near a polar bear in real life. And you'd never travel that far. You the mamma's boy, I hear." But Chanelle is wrong. Alvin has more guts than even he realizes. And he isn't a mamma's boy. In fact, when his over protective mother goes too far, he leaves home. Where can Alvin go, though? He heads north. He will follow in the footsteps of his hero – Matthew Henson, the bold Arctic explorer. Alvin will prove that he can take care of himself. Alvin will go north to the deadly cold; north to terrifying, frozen windy expanses, where it's easy to get lost even near shelter; north to polar bears and wolves; north to himself. . . . Ages 9+

In the land of Ingary, such things as spells, invisible cloaks, and seven-league boots were everyday things. The Witch of the Waste was another matter.After fifty years of quiet, it was rumored that the Witch was about to terrorize the country again. So when a moving black castle, blowing dark smoke from its four thin turrets, appeared on the horizon, everyone thought it was the Witch. The castle, however, belonged to Wizard Howl, who, it was said, liked to suck the souls of young girls.The Hatter sisters--Sophie, Lettie, and Martha--and all the other girls were warned not to venture into the streets alone. But that was only the beginning.In this giant jigsaw puzzle of a fantasy, people and things are never quite what they seem. Destinies are intertwined, identities exchanged, lovers confused. The Witch has placed a spell on Howl. Does the clue to breaking it lie in a famous poem? And what will happen to Sophie Hatter when she enters Howl's castle?Diana Wynne Jones's entrancing fantasy is filled with surprises at every turn, but when the final stormy duel between the Witch and the Wizard is finished, all the pieces fall magically into place.

Ann Staveley, in bed with a virus in her home near Hexwood Farm, watches people disappear into the old farmhouse. Ann investigates and discovers that nothing in the wood is quite right. Things keep getting stranger until the strangeness has spread from Earth to the center of the galaxy. "An elaborate, fascinating, and superbly crafted adventure."--Kirkus Reviews. "Futuristic, virtual-reality technology melds with the realm of Faerie....Marvelously mind-stretching."--School Library Journal.

Monday's troll is mean and rotten,Tuesday's troll is misbegotten...As for Wednesday's troll--and all the others--as soon as you read about them, they will be in your head (and heart) forever.Once again the collaborators of The Dragons Are Singing Tonight have combined their extraordinary talents to concoct an irresistible collection of trolls, wizards, witches, giants, ogres (and a solitary yeti). No spell is needed for these poems and pictures to enchant the reader. Just open the book!"Jack Prelutsky is up to his usual hilarious no good in this new collection of witchy, wizardly, ogreish poems....Among the subjects of these briskly amusing poems is a wizard who rashly makes himself disappear, a seven-century-old apprentice witch....and a family-type ogre....Prelutsky's skill with catchy rhymes and delightfully fiendish subject matter is complemented by Peter Sis's humorously foreboding and cheerfully nonchalant illustrations. Another treat for Prelutsky fans."--Horn Book.

The pond at Stony Creek is perfect for ice skating, and a blanket of snow is on the ground. It's almost Christmas. Pipsqueak wishes she could spend the days at the pond, then curl up in front of a glowing fire with her family.But Papa has gone away to search for food. He promised to be home soon, so by Christmas Eve, Pip is worried. What will they eat for Christmas dinner? How can they celebrate without Papa?Pip knows she must do something. There are mountains of food in the huge house on the hill. The one filled with cats and traps. The most dangerous place in Stony Creek. Mama has forbidden everyone from even mentioning the house. Pip's not sure she has the courage to go there, but she has to try. She has to do it for Mama, Kit, Will, Nibs, Nan, and baby Finny. For Christmas. And for Papa.Braveness starts with a single step.

"The Crystal dims. The Chooser is summoned."For generations, Rowan's family has chosen every new Keeper of the Crystal in the seaside village of Maris. This time, Rowan accompanies his mother to perform this duty. Then, when she is poisoned and near death, he must become the Chooser.But first he must solve an ancient riddle and outsmart a deadly sea serpent in a quest for the poison's antidote. Can he make wise choices to save his mother, himself...and even braver ones to save all of Rin from a bigger threat looming just beyond the horizon?

One day Mamma came early to get me from school. She told me Daddy was in the hospital. I knew that would happen.Indeed, the young narrator and her parents have talked about the fact that Daddy has cancer and is dying. Mamma has explained that as the leaves are changing color, Daddy is changing inside. And just as the leaves will fall, he will die. The three of them have cried together. But they have also lived and loved together, and they have many rich, funny, wonderful memories. Enough to make into a book with words and pictures. Enough for you to savor, to laugh over -- and perhaps enough to make you cry. This is a book about death, but it is also a book about life -- and love.