You're watching your grandmother's ordinary day get invaded by strangers, and a tree keeps blocking what you're actually trying to see. That friction, that frustration of being half-present in someone else's life, is the entire point. The movie doesn't explain the crowd or resolve the mystery, it just lets you sit with the feeling of being outside looking in, the way you always are with people you love.

On a day that ought to have been ordinary, a large crowd gathers in front of grandmother's house. The narrator peers out from behind a window, wondering where all these people have come from and where they are going, but the big tree standing before the house gets in the way of a clear look. A short psychological slice-of-life film built around watching and wondering.