I'm from South County, RI, which is smalltown and agricultural, like the Southfarthing, but colder at the moment. There are very few streetlights in our part of town, which means you can see those nice elvish stars at night (and all the planes that that will land at PVD... Look! Eagles!) ...There is not much pollution at all. About a mile away there are trails in the woods (I think of that as Woody End.). About six miles away there is a state park with many more trails (Chetwood, and the Road to Rivendell.)
I also live in the woods: primarily oak woods, which are very acid. But here and there are beech groves, which are very lovely and delightful, and which act a bit like mallorns in that they keep their faded-golden leaves through the winter (at least, they try) and their trunks are a lovely silver-grey. I have three little groupings of them on our lot which I have named Lorien, Fangorn, and The Old Forest. They are only about fifty feet across, so it's just wishful thinking on my part. But the names have stuck. My husband can be heard saying such things as "I put the ladder out by Fangorn Forest."
Down the road a ways there's a black dog I've nicknamed Naz.
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Almost forgot-- there's a certain beech tree in my backyard (the closest, actually it's two side by side) and when I see
"the elven stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair"
... well, you guessed it. I sing Sam's Song.