For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
J. R. R. TolkienThis is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, and found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected.
J. R. R. TolkienI hope I never smell the smell of apples again!" said Fili. "My tub was full of ut. To smell apples everlastingly when you can scarcely move and are cold and sick with hunger is maddening. I could eat anything in the wide world now for hours on end - but not an apple!
J. R. R. TolkienHaldir had gone on and was now climbing to the high flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself.
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