The import of Autumn
As the sky turns a clearer, deeper blue, and as the air becomes refreshing and keen...
I find myself pondering longer walks, and perhaps choosing an oak branch to attatch a leather strap to for a walking staff.
I find myself reconsidering the woolen cloaks I made long ago (pretending of course theat they were from Lorien) and pondering the brooches I have already, and wondering whether one of the cloaks deserves a Lorien Brooch.
I find myself thinking that a brown velvety waistcoat and jacket might be a good investment.
I find myself wishing I had a few other hobbits to walk with once in a while.
And I find myself jealous of those people in California who are going to celebrate Frodo and Bilbo's birthday with a huge bash. If I have a celebration myself, it will more resemble the day before Frodo's departure, I am afraid; a humble meal, a quiet toast.
What Tolkienish impact is Autumn having on your life?
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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