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Forochel Frozen Fish

15 pounds, no lie. I’ve heard tales of bigger fish, but those stories have a way of growing with the telling.  It was so big I couldn’t bear to eat it, so instead I brought it to Bree-town to have it preserved and stuffed with… stuff.  (The Men of Bree will do anything for a [...]

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A new home

I have a new home, a large smial in the Butterbottle neighborhood of Southfarthing, the Shire. It overlooks a tidy pond strewn with willow leaves and is just perfect, when you like “food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking, best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.”

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Fog in the Shire

It rained earlier in the Shire — and then, after the sun set, there was mist all across Michel Delving. It was so still that I could hear the frogs croaking all the way from Frogmorton.

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Traveling in Company

I have acquired a traveling companion, a rambunctious young hobbit named Lilyberry.  She was curious about exploring the world beyond the edges of the Shire, so I allowed her to accompany me on a trip to Imladris.
Upon securing the safety of the Last Homely House, she became most strident about some of the dangers faced [...]

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Warm!

It may not have been that good of an idea to go splashing through puddles in the Shire.  I think my boots are ruined with mud.   It was a relief to get home and curl up in front of the fire with a mug of hot cider and a long-forgotten book of poetry borrowed from [...]

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Civilization

I bought a home in the quiet Eithel Ivrin neighborhood at the Falathlorn homesteads.  With this investment in civilization, I suppose I have less of an excuse to sleep under the stars now. There is a small garden, and the stream runs right behind the house.  I’ve already caught more dace than I could ever [...]

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Rivendell

Imladris saw a lovely light summer rain this morning.  Mist clung to everything (especially the Misty Mountains!), and it was very humid — but none too warm.  I sat by the river for hours and listened to its song.  A perfect day.

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Blueberries

I spent the whole day harvesting wild blueberries in the mountains near Esteldin.
I’d like to start brewing some ale, but if I get started on the ale, I’ll muddle my wits and spend the next couple of days giggling.  So, tomorrow, I will be baking blueberry muffins. Lots and lots of muffins.
If I were a [...]

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