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Jan. 18th, 2012 07:22 amSo, I was industrious this morning (aka crazy) and walked. I am now 4.6 miles on my way to Rivendell - I'm aaaalmost to Tookland.
There is, actually, a quote appropriate for today.
"Ah!" said Sam gloomily. "We'll just wait long enough for winter to come."
"That can't be helped," said Bilbo. "It's your fault partly, Frodo my lad; insisting on waiting for my birthday. A funny of honoring it, I can't help thinking. Not the day I should have chosen for letting the S.-B.s into Bag End. But there it is: you can't wait now till spring, and you can't go till the reports come back.
When winter first begins to bite
and stones crack in the frosty night,
when pools are black and trees are bare,
'tis evil in the Wild to fare.
But I am afraid that will be just your luck."
Yes Uncle Bilbo. Sorry, Uncle Bilbo.
There is, actually, a quote appropriate for today.
"Ah!" said Sam gloomily. "We'll just wait long enough for winter to come."
"That can't be helped," said Bilbo. "It's your fault partly, Frodo my lad; insisting on waiting for my birthday. A funny of honoring it, I can't help thinking. Not the day I should have chosen for letting the S.-B.s into Bag End. But there it is: you can't wait now till spring, and you can't go till the reports come back.
and stones crack in the frosty night,
when pools are black and trees are bare,
'tis evil in the Wild to fare.
But I am afraid that will be just your luck."
Yes Uncle Bilbo. Sorry, Uncle Bilbo.
