On a windowsill, five small figures wait: an owl waits for the moon, a bear waits for snow, a puppy waits for wind, a pig waits for rain, and a rabbit waits for something — he isn't sure what. A new friend arrives, a storm comes and goes, seasons turn. Everyone gets what they are waiting for, eventually. Waiting is a quiet beauty. It was my mom's favorite book to read to my kids when they were very little, and my 3.5 year old still loves it.