When the house was new, not a single tree remained on its perfectlawn to give shade from the sun. The children in the house trailedthe scent of wild trees to neighboring lots, where thick bushesoffered up secret places to play. When the children grew up andmoved away, their father, alone in the house, continued his battleagainst blowing seeds, plucking out sprouting trees. Until one daythe father, too, moved away, and as the empty house began itsdecline, the trees began their approach. At once wistful andexhilarating, this lovely, lyrical story evokes the inexorablepassage of time — and the awe-inspiring power of nature to lift usup.