This is not a book for children. Adults, though, I can think of many who would love it, who’d get a sappy smile upon seeing its size, feeling its heft, and stepping respectfully in. It’s a gentle, sweetly comforting tome; Milne’s Hundred Acre Wood in sepia. One could read it in an hour; my first pass took me a week. I enjoyed sipping, leaving it open to a word or illustration, stopping a few times each day to breathe it in.