*Froie and I wander down 'Hill Lane' toward Bagshot Row.*

I hope we find it in good repair, son. Some of you cousins stayed there for a bit... and I don't know how they left it.

*I look about me and smile*

'Tis  a fine, sunny day your sister has for her trip to Bree. You suppose they're on their way by now?

*... to gather up the mathoms I wish to dispense, and see celebrimborx still sitting patiently*

Oh, sir Elf! My daughter has returned home after an absence of many years. What a joyous day for me!

Oh! This is for you, sir!

*I hand the elf his mathom* This is for you... and for that ring of yours too.I hope you both enjoy it ( Read more... )

*I push _misterfrodo into a chair in the bedroom and begin to grab things from the drawers.. frantic to make our escape. Tears are streaming down my cheeks ( Read more... )

I'll NEVER get through all this!

*frodo_gardener and _misterfrodo are off at market, and here I sit at Mr. Frodo's desk, scribbling furiously.... *

*mumbles...* Drat, mathoms anyway! I can NEVER think of what to get folks!

( *ponders.. * )

.... setting the table for dinner*

Let's see now... *I check the table*

.... the tea is made... biscuits done... butter 'n honey.. yes.. and a bit of sausage and some nice crispy taters.

Well now THERE'S a high fat meal fit for a king, if I do say so myself ( Read more... )

... in Hobbiton, made more beautiful because my eldest son frodo_gardener, walks beside me. Frodo and I are taking him across the pathway to see Herbal Healing store we're opening soon. We stand on the walk outside Bag End.*

It's right over there, my boy. *I point to the building* Though I set it back a bit from the path here so that dust from othosb's monstrosity ( Read more... )

.. as I slosh the breakfast dishes around in soapy water*

He didn't eat enough breakfast to keep a bird alive.

*shakes head*

I'm makin' something fine for dinner and he's going to eat it... or my name's not Sam Gamgee!

*I hear a knock at the door... *

Frodo, me dear.. would you get that? My hands are wet 'n soapy from these dishes.

If this don't beat all! I can't find a thing 'round this kitchen ( Read more... )

*... and decide to take action.*

*I grab my saw and begin to work.. in short order I'm finished. Then I grab the paint and begin to write...*

*I carry my latest work a short way from my half-built shop... and pound it into the ground.*

( Ah... not bad if I DO say so me own self! )

... still building our store.. sawing lumber and nailing the boards in place ( Read more... )