A favorite picture book of mine is Snow by Uri Shulevitz. It knocks me out on so many levels and I never tire of it. I particularly admire the sparsity of the text in realtion to the images and the way they lend themselves to one another. I move through the words and pictures from one page to the next in a manner similar the way I might experience a silent movie. There is an air of quietness for me in the way that it unfolds that makes the experience of the pictures all the more entrancing.