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What do you "assign" to the Shire?
I feel we could stand to balance the negative
of Mordorian assignments with something more positive. The contrast to Mordor is not Valinor, which is beyond the girth of Middle Earth. It's the Shire. So in case you tire of assigning from your ire to Mordor, you might desire to give some thought to what you're quite sure ought to be in the idyllic Shire. I'll start. Groves of tall trees never to be cut down. Neighborhoods in which people passing by greet each other as a matter of course. |
People who are willing to help for no public recognition or money
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All my lady-friends from the downs of course... :smokin:
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Cold, malty ales freshly hand pulled from oak barrels, served in heavy glass tankards?
Vast trenchers brimming with succulent roast beef, strong cheeses and fresh crusty bread? Large chocolate cakes with chunks of fudge and with rich, foaming cream just falling out from the centres? And then a nice soft lawn under a shady tree, beside a babbling brook, the perfect place to sleep it all off? |
Hobbits, of course. ;)
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Dry cider and soft red wines.
Welsh butter. Homemade marmalade - not too sweet. Toad in the hole Treacle pudding (Well I think they would like a lot of food..) Tabby & tortoiseshell cats -if the fine breeds are destined for Mordor let the Shire have down to earth moggies. Larkspur and bluebells cornflowers and poppies - typical country garden and woodland/meadow flowers. The sort you usually can't buy. Down duvets and pillows Huge, squishy sofas and sheepskin cushions. "Traditional Afternoon" tea "The Archers" and Radio 4 I am going to stop now since I can hear the Elgar Cello Concerto playing....... :eek: |
Every member of the downs.
All the teachers who passed me. All members of the downs. The colour blue. Happy faces. :) Did I mention all the downers! ;) |
Flowers, music, poetry, books, late nights, late mornings, and the smell of cookies baking?
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Libraries. Forget cellar door; public library are two of the most beautiful words in the world.
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My big brother telling me bedtime stories in his deep bass voice, or my big sister who is Lúthien...
Just bed time stories in general. Grand adventure, eucatastrophe, and "happily ever after, till the end of his days..." Home-made banana nut bread, still warm from the oven. |
Tolkien and his all his works
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Lots of things I love just don't seem appropriate for the Shire. I can't really see the Gaffer much appreciating Anthony and Cleopatra...I'm more of a Grey Havens or Lothlorien type really...
However, elderflower cake. Eggs so orange-yolked you think there's a fire. Good stilton. Courgettes and their golden flowers. Lemon curd. Hog roasts. What, you say, something non-edible? Alright, if you insist. Punts. A perfect way to travel down the Brandywine (though preferably with someone else doing the work...) |
Not to be a jerk but it was Antony and Cleopatra, a simple mistake i can assure you that
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Hmmmmmmm....
Chocolate eclairs Really big bath tubs Lots of Bubble bath Books to read in the bath Kingsize beds Pillows |
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Ice cream !!!!!!
Books Sunshine Fellow tolkienites of course libraries too :D |
How about giant libraries full with all the Tolkien and Tolkien related book's ever written, that have sofa's and kingsize beds and pillows and allow food and pillow fights as long as the book's aren't harmed? And maybe special bathrooms so you can read in the bath? And big window's to let all the light in? That sound's like a good way to sum everything up, what do ya think?
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Song, dance, ale!
Homemade butter like mama makes it... warm fresh "hearth" brown bread. soup... especially mushroom! scones and clotted cream. sitting in front of the fire while torents of rain fall from the sky cuddeled up on your loved ones lap with the dog at your feet and a blanket over all of you while reading poetry to each other and sipping hot cocoa with little marshmellows and whipped cream on top. fresh organic vegetables. having a picnic on a clear full moon night... roast chicken with tiny crisp potatoes and sweet carrots around the chicken. with stuffing of waterchestnuts and wild honey and bread ... gravy of course... steamed puddings i can go on and on! Elly ________ Anal black |
Perhaps redundant because the Shire will already have it but.....
Peace and quiet. :D That is the best. |
Chocolate that you melt in a cup of hot coffee with milk.
Quiet summer evenings. The scent of lilac flowers. The scent of freshly mown grass. Fresh fruits. Fresh air. (truly fresh and unpolluted, rare thing, nowadays. Of course, the Shire will have that on its own, but I'll send it just to be sure ;D). Fluffy creatures. Irish music. |
Hot chocolate on a really cold day.
Everything soft and peaceful. Sunshine. Grass and greenery. Happiness. |
Brat Fest. Four days devoted entirely to the consumption of sausage (brats, otherwise known as bratwurst) to raise money for charity. I just got home from 5 hours of wrapping brats...
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Reading a good book by a warm fire with a warm cup of tea.
Getting a letter from a long lost friend. Kittens. Puppies! Babies of all kinds! Chocolate: Light, Milk, Dark, White, any kind! Cooking, and eating good food! Friends and friendly get togethers. Card Games. Boiled Eggs. No Orcs! People who make you smile and feel better after feeling really bad all day! Thanks all! :D |
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Large comfortable, cushy chairs and large comfortable, cushy ottomans.
Fresh, clean, crisp vegetables and fruit. Cheesecake. Roaring fires and blankets to curl up in on a cold night. A cool pond to swim in. Many, many friends. |
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Food!
Mushrooms! Goats milk! Steak! Meat! Apples! (I'm hungry, can you tell? :D uh, fish 'n' chips with vinegar?) :confused: |
I take it, Larien Telemnar, that you are not British, nor live on the east coast of the U.S.? Fish and chips (with vinegar) is a British favorite, comparable to the U.S. predilection for a burger and fries. Or maybe that's a bad example. Pizza and beer? Oh, that's another import. um...... I think you get the idea.... :p
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Antique books
Leather armchairs Fireplaces Big dogs (in front of the fireplaces) Rooms that contain the above The sort of New-England/European/English thing of having really narrow streets lined with actual houses Irish Coffee |
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Peace. Quiet. Round Doors. |
Simplicity.
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Warm apple pie
Big mugs of whole milk Window seats Waking up late on a Saturday morning with the sun streaming in through an open window on to your pillow. Ceili dancing Instrumental folk music Violins and mandolins Lemonade Lying in the grass under a tree, reading Wildflowers Sausages The Ragg. It reminds me of the Springle-Ring. |
Finding a particularly soft patch of grass.
Lying on the lawn with one's friends and lounging doing nothing in particular. Children with big eyes and big smiles. |
what i imagine vienna to be like.
perfect beautiful cobble stone streets with ancient beautiful houses of arcitextural wonder... or like The Beacon in penryth :smokin: ________ Headshop |
funny people that share stories of their past and you laugh so deep and hearty that your sides ache.
children chocolate rollercoasters |
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There's only one thing I can think of right now...bubbles! |
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I would assign patchwork and quilts to the Shire. With the Hobbits' love of bright colours and comfortable things, I can well imagine them sewing leftover bits of their clothing fabrics into cheerful patterns for blankets and other things. There would be cotton calicos for the summer, cozy wools for the winter, and the scraps of velvet (from the rich Hobbits' clothes) would be made into decorative crazy quilts, like those in Victorian days.
Quilting bees are a sociable activity I could easily imagine taking place in the Shire. At first thought, one might wonder if they'd have time to sew, what with meal preparation taking up so much of their day, but since the families were large, I'm sure some of them were able to pursue other handcrafts. I can see the Hobbit women and girls sitting around a quilting frame, gossiping about Bilbo's quirks or whether Rosie wasn't going to look for another fellow soon, now that that Samwise chap had disappeared so long - and the fact that the armour Merry and Pippin wore must be horribly uncomfortable and heavy... I'm sure Tolkien would have approved, as he was all for handcrafts instead of industrial production! |
This message should be sent to the Shire. My granparents are becoming hooked on LOTR!!!!! :D
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[rant]
Is it just me, or did anybody else wonder why a lot more are being sent to Mordor than to the Shire? Is the world generally filled with things that belong to Mordor?
I admit to being quite an active poster in the "What do you assign to Mordor?" thread. Every simple annoying thing in my life I send to Mordor, when I find the time. But the other day, while I was contemplating whether or not to send a certain very Mordor-worthy something to the Black Land, a thought came to me so hard I could have touched it. ( :rolleyes: ) Isn't there something in bad things that could make them more appropriately sent to the Shire instead? Just a thought. [/rant] Now that I'm trying to turn over a new leaf, I'd like to send parents and their children to the Shire. Perhaps the serene environment will give them the opportunity to understand each other. Or maybe just Fea and Sauce. ;) |
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