Some run marathons.
Some swim.
Some bike.
Others view.
A tradition at our house in the days after Christmas, at least most years, involves viewing Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy.
It makes for a long day. It makes for a fun day that involves – marveling at the cinematography, deepening an appreciation of the artistic accomplishment, anticipating favorite lines, giving thanks for friends as good as Frodo’s, wishing for a birthday party like Bilbo’s (at the age of 111), renewing a desire to visit New Zealand, and more.
Today the marathon began. It will fill the day.
Which way to Mordor?
See you along the Trail.
Along the Graybeard Trail 
As Boromir states. One does not simply walk into Mordor.
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Bravo! I’ve contemplated with joy the day when my grandchildren will be old enough to enjoy just such a ritual!