It’s 1929. Morris has been planting, harvesting, basket making and drinking tea on his Somerset Willow farm since before he can remember.

Every year the same pattern repeats itself. Plant, harvest, weave. Plant, harvest, weave.

One day he pulls up a particularly large piece of Willow with a girl clinging to the end of it! She eats too much, breaks everything in his workshop and is a complete nuisance. But as time moves on, they teach each other the ways of the Willow. Planting, harvesting, weaving... the cycle continues and all is well in their world until the chaos of WW2 and the invention of plastic threaten to destroy the farm and their livelihoods.

Can they find a new use for Willow before it's too late?