Old Father McNether
Old Father McNether
He sorts out the weather
And takes what he pleases, I’m told,
With a big turkey-feather
He mixes the weather,
And makes it blow hot and blow cold.

First published in The Peter Patter Book of Nursery Rhymes (1918).
Blanche Fisher Wright’s picture brings Old Father McNether to life as a kind of homespun wizard — half meteorologist, half magician. You can almost smell the wind in his cauldron, see the rain bubbling beside him, and hear the children gasp as the seasons swirl together. It’s a rhyme full of cozy mischief, the sort that turns a stormy day into something you can almost believe is being cooked up just over the hill.


