But he remembered that there was bread, surpassing the savour of a fair white loaf to one who is starving; and fruits sweet as wildberries and richer than the tended fruits of gardens; he drained a cup that was filled with a fragrant draught, cool as a clear fountain, golden as a summer afternoon. Im finally reading Lord of the Rings, at the behest of a certain 11-year-old. If Id known Tolkien was such a foodie I would have done this years ago:). Id better get crackin, hes 3 chapters ahead...
Posted on: Tue, 20 May 2014 13:15:23 +0000
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