The sunset is piercingly clear and beautiful. We went from almost 85 to 38 in a little over one day. That's almost a 50 degree drop. We went from late high summer to late fall or early winter. With the yellows, greens, browns and reds of Autumn, a passage tickles my memory as it does each year at this time. No picture can do it justice, so just sit back and listen and walk with Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin as they come out of the Old Forest...
" After stumbling along for some way along the stream, they came quite suddenly out of the gloom. As if through a gate they saw the sunlight before them. Coming to the opening they found that they had made their way down through a cleft in a high steep bank, almost a cliff. At its feet was a wide space of grass and reeds; and in the distance could be glimpsed another bank almost as steep."
"A golden afternoon of late sunshine lay warm and drowsy upon the hidden land between. In the midst of it there wound lazily a dark river of brown water, blocked with fallen willows, and flecked with thousands of faded willow-leaves. The air was thick with them, fluttering yellow from the branches; for there was a warm and gentle breeze blowing softly in the valley, and the reeds were rustling, and the willow-boughs were creaking."
From: The Fellowship of The Ring, The Old Forest
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