Brockenborings

The afternoon sun was high overhead when Dogward finally approached the Woolyfoot family hobbit hole. Far from being the largest of similar holes nearby, this home had long been a bit cramped for the family of eight (Of course, that never bothered Dogward much, since he preferred to spend most of his time outside anyway).

Dogward's feet came to a stop before a low stone fence. Not far past that barrier was the town of Scary, and he could see towering past that was the sheer face of the hill the local hobbits mined as a quarry. The top of that hill was sparsely covered with grass and trees. It was also one of Dogward's favorite places in all of The Shire.

I am most pleased to announce my precious 'lost' handkerchief has been found in the most unlikely place, the pocket of a delightful hobbit .

This is most unfortunate !

This is most unfortunate !

It is a very hot summer.

Plunder the Biscuit Jar

Hunger grows in darkness tonight
I sneak out me bedroom door
Now is the time, I plan to go
Plunder the biscuit jar

Ma’s asleep and snoring loud
As I tiptoe down the hall
Joined by me dog in the kitchen as we
Plunder the biscuit jar