I was walking to Rivendell yesterday, and I took a route that I usually do not go. It was very strange. If I looked back, I could see the road, with its nasssty cars and tricksy traffic lights, but if I just looked right around where I was, I felt like I'd stepped right into Ithilien, just before the WotR.
I was walking in a dry creekbed because that was the easiest on my poor exhausted feet. There were grasses and a few trees, but it almost looked like there had been a garden there once. The soil was dry and sandy, and the creek had eroded the sides so that they resembled small cliffs. I almost expected to see Gollum and the hobbits coming along behind me.
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