It's quiet of late, but not so bad.  I'm doing the usual.  The plastic rage is not really something I understand, being simple and all.  Eh.  Naught use in worriting, so I keep busy with the trees.  I'll see you later, I guess.

*hears that his cousin's daughter is no longer a bird bath stone*

*is overjoyed*

Hooray!

*takes leave from his work on the recycling project and goes to visit her*

I done fetched my kinswoman, Primrose. Poor thing. And here we are at the Havens, awaitin" the next ship to go West Beyond the Circles of This World.

Got my roundtrip ticket too as I was told by the Elves here that it's a far better deal than buying on The Other End. Glad I asked. Wonderful people, Elves.

Riding horse and cart, the copper-haired hobbit leaves his smial in the North Moors, rides down the road to Dwaling, past the Brockenborings and the North Farthing Stone, crosses the Bywater, and precedes into Hobbiton.Ole Cousin Samwise's daughter Primrose ain't doing so well, they said. Not one bit. And here are the Gamgees now, spread far and ( Read more... )

My father is Halfred of Overhill. I'm the nephew of Hamfast "Gaffer" Gamgee, and, as you rightfully figured, cousin of Samwise Gamgee. I was born May 1, 1372 ( Read more... )