I’ve always been a plant-person, soil under nails, moss and lichen in my hair. The Irish landscape I grew up in is riddled with stone walls, stories and countless fairy trees. Irish place names are ...

Agile alligators attempting an arabesque are just the beginning of this alphabetical adventure. Keep your eyes sharp and you might just spot the accordion, apple trees, and acorns hiding in the art.

The Language of Trees is a testament — perhaps ironic, given its title and its content — to the lure of books in their physical form. If the matte, forest-green hard­cover with a delicate illustration ...