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from gods of love to gods of war—this diverse encyclopedia features both familiar and underrepresented deities

In the Tall, Tall Grass Clive Gifford my father’s prideIf you were a fuzzy caterpillar crawling through the tall, tall grass on a sunny afternoon, what would you see? To find out, just follow the tiny tour guide as he inches his way through the pages of this book. You'll see ants and bees and birds hip hopping bunnies too. You'll even hear the sounds some of them make. Crunch, munch, caterpillars lunch Crack, snap, wings flap Beginning as the sun is high in the sky and ending as fireflies blink and the