A leap over the stream and here's the edge of the woods: the wind blows the tiny seeds, making them flutter. There's one that flies close to a bush, hiding a very greedy wolf. From seed to seed, from story to story, set off to meet the clever snail, the overly talkative lark, and Mr. Deleau on his boat. Short stories punctuated by the croaking of the toad performing its solo on its lily pad.