"Tattybogle, the scarecrow, has a head full of straw and cheerful thoughts. The rain is Tattybogle s music, the wind is his dancing partner. Then one day the playful wind blows too hard, and all that is left of Tattybogle is an old stick. But that is only the start of a glorious new life, because the stick starts to take root in the earth, and becomes a tree . . .