The Italian Water Garden.
Walk to Rivendell: Midday. Stop in a hollow atop a hill. Eat and fall asleep. Wake in fog, sun sinking. Try to head north, but lose their way and become separated. Captured by Wights. Frodo sings, Tom rescues and recalls ponies. Leave about 10 a.m. Tom leads. (Total Miles Walked: 115.75)
I am grateful for a weekend at home, and lunch with a fabulous friend.