If you haven't read it, you must. Perhaps, you remember when it was read to you. Certainly, it is a story of death and resurrection, a good Easter book.
In a letter to a young reader, White wrote:
"In real life, a spider doesn't spin words in her web . . . But real life is only one kind of life—there is also the life of the imagination. And although my stories are imaginary, I like to think that there is some truth in them, too—truth about the way people and animals feel and think and act."
In his essay, "A Report in Spring," White wrote this.
"ONE NEVER KNOWS what images one is going to hold in memory, returning to the city after a brief orgy in the country. I find this morning that what I most vividly and longingly recall is the sight of my grandson and his little sunburnt sister returning to their kitchen door from an excursion, with trophies of the meadow clutched in their hands—she with a couple of violets, and smiling, he serious and holding dandelions, strangling them in a responsible grip. Children hold spring so tightly in their brown fists—just as grownups, who are less sure of it, hold it in their hearts."
Feel spring bloom in your heart!! I do. The flowers are amazing this year, within, and without.