I don't think I can love this series any more than I already do. There's beauty in the simplicity of it, but also it holds those big, existential questions without ever giving a true answer, rather just letting it be the budding thought.

The relationship between Dex and Mosscap is funny and precious and I love to read it. It's like reading about when people find their person in the most unlikely of places and ways. It's platonic but the emotional and philosophical connection they share is sweet and fulfilling.

And while book one seemed to focus on the meaning of our lives, this one seemed to ask: 'how do we know what to do; how do we know if what we do is right, too much or too little? How do we know if we're really a part of something greater?' The crown-shy trees seem to know, but how? Honestly great food for thought.