Ken Taylor knows this land intimately. Every stream and gully; every smell;every mood. He's farmed it for 40 years. He coaxed a living out of it and raised a family here. Now Ken is 80, a widower and ailing. His children think it's time for a new kind of home. Drowsy afternoons and smiling caregivers. They gather to help shift the old man.....but Ken is not going gently. This is a story about home - why we need it, why we have to leave, and why we always return.