as i wandered through a deep wood

[ambiguous_wish]

my favourite memory of fall was always going on walks with my parents in one of the many parks by our house. we'd put on warm, yet incredibly ugly sweaters, ridiculously unfashionable hats, make sure pippin was in attandance (he'd never forgive us otherwise) and ready ourselves for an enjoyable hike

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[mer2986]

and pippin had to mark every tree.