In the middle of spring, a 7-year-old boy spends his weekend in the French countryside with his father. They will go together to the forest to give themselves over to an activity that will shock his innocence, with nature as the sole observer.
This is a mother who lives inadapted to a world of rigid structures: those of the system, those of the family, those of women. With neither direction nor ownership of the spaces she inhabits, on impulse she decides to abandon her children and enter the forest. In this place giant trees, waving hands and the unknown quantity of some sheets emerge that will guide her at all times. Appearing out of the atmosphere, women dressed in white will accompany her as she mourns her motherhood.
