Showing posts with label Bilbo Baggins. Show all posts
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The Celebration of an Unexpected Journey

It's the 75th Anniversary of the publication of a book that introduced the whole world to a furry-footed hobbit named Bilbo.  This book magically took us on a quest with Bilbo, Gandalf, and thirteen dwarfs to the Lonely Mountain, home of a sly dragon named Smaug...  



CHAPTER I - An Unexpected Party
"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort."

The novel by Oxford professor JRR Tolkien was published on September 21, 1937, and has since sold 100 million copies and been translated into almost fifty languages.

Tomorrow, September 22, is "Hobbit Day" - a separate annual tradition - celebrating the birthdays of Bilbo Baggins and Frodo Baggins (who later shows up in Tolkien's trilogy, Lord of the Rings.) 

It would be a great day to have a "Second Breakfast"!

F is for Forest.

The Fur Family
F stands for FOREST in the A to Z Challenge. The forest holds a sweet spot in fiction. It's where Winnie the Pooh and Bilbo Baggins, Gandalf and the Fur Family all live. It's where Hansel and Gretel are lured to the witch's house, and where the seven dwarves work. Forests are beautiful, mystical, healing, yet they can also be frightening places where wolves hunt, coyotes raid, black bears prowl and vampire bats sleep hanging
from trees. If you look hard enough, you can find magical eggs in the crooks of tree branches, and elves drinking dewdrops from snowdrop cups. You might even find the entrance to a secret underground vault if you push aside twisted roots. Or the hole in the tree trunk that Alice fell into to find Wonderland.
Bilbo Baggins

Hansel and Gretel
Go, then, authors, into the forest. Smell the scent of turpentine pine and wet moss, feel the crunch of twigs underfoot, witness paisley patterns of light shifting over leaf cover, and the deeper shadows of troubled spirits that haunt the toadstools and rotten parts of fallen wood. Listen to the chatter of chipmunks and the crack of broken nuts. Wander down to the stream and take a place there. Close your eyes and dream.
What is your forest dream? Which characters do you see there?

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