Tree Upon Tree

There is a meadow behind our house, and not far away there is a forest. There is not much to see in the forest, though. As Dad puts it: it is just tree upon tree. Sure, the occasional deer live there, but they always run away when we show up. There are a few small cottages there, some of which are used as summer houses and are fairly well kept, others that are always empty and seem to be left to fall apart. Nothing much of interest can be seen by these houses. We know that there have been dogs at one cottage occasionally, but we have never seen these dogs when walking on the small road through the forest. Paula and Daniel do not know any of the humans living there either, in part because the cottages are not very close and in part because they are uninhabited most of the time. In a few years, the meadow may be divided into lots and sold to people who want to build houses on their own. I wonder what will happen to the cottages in the forest at that time.