'A heartbreaking fable about nature and our relationship with it, and about the inevitable cycle of life.
And then, as if on cue, the baby shaped its mouth into a perfect circle,
drew breath into its cheeks and, curling its tiny tongue upon its bottom lip,
breathed the long soft sound of wind in the trees.
This is a tale of storms and bushfires and wild bees. It is a tale of an old couple and an unexpected gift from the bush. A gift they must one day return . .' (Publisher's blurb)