![]() | Nemben's joy never tires. In over a month, I have noticed this. He loves Lothlórien, likes his parents; even though he has known it for such a short time. Often, I have to follow (or chase after!) him; as he explores the flets above, or the ground below. Oh, but I would not change it for the world! My son is full of vigour, and my wife rests in our flet. |


