[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"news-5846-EN":3},{"images":4,"tile_image":6,"news_id":23,"pk":24,"title":25,"permalink":26,"published":27,"posted":28,"summary":29,"ex_news":30,"ex_artist":30,"tags":31,"body":32},[5,7,9,11,13,15,17,19,21],{"filename":6},"blog_5846_638398814773847991.jpg",{"filename":8},"blog_5846_638398816941396900.jpg",{"filename":10},"blog_5846_638398817146425688.jpg",{"filename":12},"blog_5846_638398817220315617.jpg",{"filename":14},"blog_5846_638398817581173886.jpg",{"filename":16},"blog_5846_638398817653633253.jpg",{"filename":18},"blog_5846_638398817859232988.jpg",{"filename":20},"blog_5846_638398818140140842.jpg",{"filename":22},"blog_5846_638398818213500703.jpg",5846,"news","The Different Tree","\u002Fnews\u002F5846\u002Fthe_different_tree","2024-01-03T11:05:00","2024-01-03T11:05:00#5846","A beautiful book telling the story of a tree and its leaves is illustrated by \u003Ca href=\"\u002FMariekeNelissen\">Marieke Nelissen\u003C\u002Fa>.",false,"#childrens books#narrative#books#loose#realistic#nature#publishing#watercolour#animals#trees#marieke nelissen#charming#","\u003Cp>'The Different Tree,' is a&nbsp;charming book written by Elisa Boxer which delves into the story of a tree that&nbsp;keeps its leaves. As the seasons shift to Spring, the tree's curiosity is resolved, revealing the beautiful cycle of nature.&nbsp;\u003C\u002Fp>\r\n\u003Cdiv>Marieke's soft watercolours complement the story with delicate strokes and hues, capturing the enchanting beauty of the natural world.\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>&nbsp;\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>A fragment of the text:\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>&nbsp;\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>There was always something different about that tree&hellip; \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>Every autumn, she looked like the others \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>Bright, bold color bursting from her branches. \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>But when fall&rsquo;s light faded and winter&rsquo;s shadow swept the dead leaves off the other trees \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>She held on.\u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>&nbsp;\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>There was always something different about that tree&hellip; \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>So stubborn, whispered the wind. \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>What&rsquo;s she waiting for? wondered the birds perched on the bare bones of her neighbors. \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>Let go already! lamented the ground waiting to welcome her fallen leaves. \u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>\r\n\u003Cdiv>\u003Cem>Still, she held on.\u003C\u002Fem>\u003C\u002Fdiv>"]