This story was first published in 1912, over 40 years before Tolkien described to us the lively trees of The Old Forest east of The Shire, or Treebeard and the Ents and Huorns of Fangorn Forest. In Algernon Blackwood's tale, an old gentleman living on the edge of The New Forest is turning treeish. His wife is helpless to prevent the change and he tries to encourage her to join him on his strange odyssey. There is a beautiful old cedar growing on their lawn between the house and the forest, that guards them from the attempted invasions of the trees, but one tree may not be enough to hold back the huge, roaring forest. He loves the trees and the trees love him. It will take more than one elderly lady and one guardian cedar to keep them apart.
It's difficult to find reasonably priced Algernon Blackwood books to buy from popular retailers but it's very easy to find sites where you can download or print the stories off for free (being out of copyright). There may be a connection between these two facts. Although I consider it a valuable service that these free web sites provide, I do like to buy proper books that can be stored on book shelves and reached for at will. This is a fine short story and I would like to purchase it in a collection of Algernon Blackwood's short stories for a price ranging between two and seven pounds (ie the usual sort of price for such a collection). Blackwood is my favourite author of strange and supernatural tales and I prefer his writing style in particular, to any other author of any genre whatever. For descriptions of wild nature, he has no close rival in my opinion. If you have not read any of this author's work before, I recommend that you try "The Complete John Silence Stories" which is a reasonably priced collection of Algernon Blackwood's short stories, available from Amazon (at the time of writing this review). You could also try the "Best Ghost Stories" - you might strike lucky, however, I have ordered that book several times only to receive emails after a few months, expressing regret that it cannot be supplied. Perhaps if enough people order it, the suppliers might wake up and print some more.