While walking in Central Park today, I had a Lord of the Rings moment. Of a sort. There are two. They are types of towers.
See you along the Trail.
While walking in Central Park today, I had a Lord of the Rings moment. Of a sort. There are two. They are types of towers.
See you along the Trail.
From The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers:
Faramir: [to Frodo and Sam] My men tell me that you are Orc spies.
Sam: Spies! Now wait just a minute!
Faramir: Well, if you’re not spies, then who are you?
[they remain silent, Faramir sighs and sits]
Faramir: Speak!
Frodo: We are Hobbits of the Shire. Frodo Baggins is my name and this is Samwise Gamgee.
Faramir: Your bodyguard?
Sam: His gardener.
When I came into possession of the Shire near the Hudson, it was under renovation. Serious renovation. Tuck pointing. Roof repair. April 20 marked my first view of the Shire without scaffolding.
With the scaffolding gone, landscaping work has begun. Today, I noticed several of my neighbors digging in the dirt, spreading mulch and fertilizer, watering, and planting.
It reminded me that many purple flowers grow freely in the wild. Others require the patient tender care of gardeners.
A day early, in honor of Sam Gamgee, my neighbors at the Shire near the Hudson, and gardeners everywhere, I offer purple flowers from the Shire:
Shire near the Hudson
2 June 2013