The Way Back Home: Bingo Bolger-Baggins
Almost a week has passed since we saw Elanorelle
, and Feana
off at the Grey Havens. I do miss
my friend. I'm glad she seemed to like the mathom
finally got rid of gave
her and hope it brings fond memories of home
. After they set sail, we headed back to Undertowers, and while Halfast took the Haven's Express H&C back to the stables, I found a little pot and dug up the sunflower
plant I raised to take back to Back End
and then went to bid my new friend Lai a farewell
on his journey. Still sad, we all--Grandmum, Isengar, Tiger, Halfast, and I--silently boarded the Undertowers-Buckland line, but by the time we reached the Hobbiton station, we were all singing
, taking great comfort in each other's company.
When we arrived home, I planted the sunflower before my window in the Pantry Smial. A long sad day it was. And I do miss Elanorelle terribly. But it's hard to stay sad for long with this smial full of good spirits. What with Uncle Sennie's stories
, Tiger's gaming spirit
, my little phone friends
, Arathorn and Tobey in the flet
next door, and with Folly and Melba traveling back and forth to tell us what's cooking
at Great Smials, let alone what's cooking here
, there's little time to stay down in the dumps, is there?
And even at night, since I've taken to having a cup of tea from the set
me before I go to bed, there is comfort in dreams
. . . so real they seem sometimes, it's as if Iorhael were really here.
If only it were so. Ah well. Still, it's good to be home.
*takes out tea service and makes tea* Current Mood: content