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I loved the deep, colourful illustrations of this picture book and the simple but moving story.

Finn was in a horrible mood. Grandpa wanted to talk about it, but Finn thought he wouldn't understand. They go for a walk, with Finn under his blanket, and Grandpa says that's ok, he'll remember what's beneath ... like when he looks at the trees and remembers the parts he can't see growing deep below; or looks at the boat on the water with so much swirling around beneath; or a bird's nest (eggs); or what the fox is digging for (squirrels and other critters in their dens); or the inside of a tree... Beneath what's falling apart ... can be what's just starting to form ... Beneath what's happening on the outside is what's happening on the inside (of plants, animals, and people).

Everyone is more than what you see. Beneath appearances are experiences. Beneath actions are explanations. Beneath what's different is what's the same.

As they go on this journey, Finn's blanket creeps lower and lower, as Finn begins to understand that Grandpa can understand. A beautiful story.