I don't often find myself deeply affected by short stories, there's just not enough time to really develop the story & draw me in. And I don't expect much from older stories, as they tend to not age well. But I did get caught up in this one, its question of our connectedness, both to one another & to the land of our origin. And the restless spirit of expansion & what gets left behind, what we are willing to let go. Some of the language may seem a bit quaint & old fashioned, but the core questions are still quite relevant.
I think this is one of those timeless imaginings, and worth the read.