I’ll admit it: it’s not that I haven’t had time to write the past few days, it’s just that I couldn’t think of anything to write. Intellectual laziness, I know, I know. I have no excuses.
Yesterday, I went hiking on one of the most beautiful trails I’ve ever walked. I felt like I’d been transported to Middle-Earth.
But then I saw this tree:
My sister said, “Hey, Tale-Weaver, that’s Old Man Willow!” I had to agree with her. It looks exactly like the tree that tried to gobble the Hobbits. Of course, this is me, Tale-Weaver the Nerd, so I chalked the resemblance to my Tolkien bias.
Yes. Bombadil’s Castle. It was brilliant. So it’s settled, dear readers. Yesterday, I went to Middle-Earth.
Namarie from the Tale-Weaver.
Oh, and by the way, about the pictures: I am not a photographer, and all these picture were taken with my cell phone, which is not a miracle of technological development by any stretch of the imagination. So apologies for their quality–or lack thereof.