Today I’m sharing my review of the first in a series of books by Helen Fox about Blossom Valley. Thank you to Helen for a copy of the book. My thoughts are my own and not influenced by the gift.
After his parents are killed, George, the Orphan Crow, starts a new life among the lively creatures of Blossom Valley and the enchanting butterflies that live there. But all is not as it seems… an evil ladybird, envious of the butterflies’ beauty lures them to a remote place with a wicked plan in mind. George becomes suspicious and flies out looking for them. But is he too late? Has the wicked ladybird already put her plan into action? This original, intriguing story is mainly told by the colourful characters that make up the community and will fascinate readers of all ages.
I don’t read so many ‘children’s books’ now that my own children are older and I no longer work in primary schools. However, I do enjoy having a break from my usual genres and was happy to read and review this for Helen.
George has a challenging time in this book, with the loss of his parents and helping try to thwart evil 5 spot ladybirds from harming the beautiful butterflies of Blossom Valley. There are a large number of characters from across British wildlife in this book, who encounter new friendships, death, bullying, homelessness and jealousy. The story is full of emotion and suspense and reminds me of the books I enjoyed reading during my own childhood.
I will pass my copy onto a primary school teacher friend for her thoughts too but I’m sure that children who enjoy reading about animals (my daughter certainly did) will enjoy this book.
I love Nature and all creatures great and small. I live close to a beautiful Park in North London, where I can often be found feeding the squirrels and birds. I love all birds but I am drawn to crows in particular, for though they are the least loved of all birds, they are very intelligent and charismatic.
During my daily walks at the Park, I found that three crows would be at the same spot each time I went to feed them and before long I discovered they favoured meaty foods to seeds, so I tried my best to oblige. I noticed that when one would fly off the grass the other two would follow suit, so I gathered they must be a family; father, mother and perhaps their son?
One afternoon, my crows weren’t there and as I sat at the bench and waited, the younger one landed on the grass walking anxiously around. Seconds later, he took to the air circling low over the trees and cawing his little heart out. Was he calling his parents? Were his carks cries of fear and despair, had his parents abandoned him or even worse been killed?
It was this scene that inspired me to write ‘ George the Orphan Crow and the Creatures of Blossom Valley,’ a traditional storytelling that has been loved by many readers.