The Conductor

I’m trying to not get stressed out that I just ruined my every other day posting streak. I’m hopelessly addicted to routine.

{It’s Sunday, which means I’ve had spin class, scrambled eggs, and coffee and am settling in to some football. I don’t know that much about football but I love beating boys at their own game, so I’m trying to stay on top of my Pick ‘Em league.}

Anyway. How about a beautiful picture book?

If you know Française, visit Laëtitia Devernay here. The pictures are gorgeous, but I can’t remember much French. Just- ‘Je voudrais un billet de train s’il vows plaît.’ {I’ll just hop on a train?! Forget the baguettes or the bathroom or what time is it? Hmm.}

The Conductor is a wordless book. In French and English, the pictures look the same. And they look amazing.


What is left behind as the leaves are conducted off the trees? What do the leaves become as they take flight? Each page unravels and reconnects and is a remarkable symphony.

Tall and narrow, the book’s shape mimics the height of the trees. And the calm, monochromatic greens are as soothing as the song itself.


  • Suellen
    Posted November 13, 2011 at 6:27 pm | Permalink

    Oh, my goodness!

  • Posted November 13, 2011 at 6:30 pm | Permalink

    I know!

  • Posted November 13, 2011 at 8:43 pm | Permalink

    What an interesting book! I love the illustrations.

    I’m jealous of your routine today. Ah – sounds heavenly. Which football team are you rooting for?

  • Posted November 13, 2011 at 9:30 pm | Permalink

    The ones that I picked to win:) I don’t have one single NFL team I’m crazy about…my picks were terrible today, but I’m still hanging on to 4th place!