If you’ve read Shel Silverstein’s “Where the Sidewalk Ends”, you’ve experienced whimsy at its finest.
He makes up names, tells stories and touches something deeply human. It’s a work of art that makes its statements in playful way. It’s also a work of art that will leave you blown away by the creativity required to create it.
As I flip through it each night, it pushes my imagination. With each and every fabricated beast, I’m exposed to a new idea, a funny rhyme or a poignant truth.
It’s a magical book worth re-reading many times over.