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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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![]() There is a time of the year when my room would be brightened up by the 4 pm sun, and I would feel like I'm in Frodo's room in Rivendel. I have a book shelf in my room which I totally adore. Thankfully, that time of the year is this time, and it's wonderful for meditation! And there's something about the sea that makes me feel fear, if not melancholy. I generally have a slight phobia towards clouds (a mind trip cooked up by my then 6-year old self---my childhood was full of trodding into unguarded territory, physical or mental), and sometimes the sea compliments this fear, but I love gazing at the sea more than cloud watching. I can gaze at the sea alone as long as I'm under a shade, but I need someone with me when I look at clouds. But I adore clouds more than I do the sea because there is a certain depth to them. An elven thing, the thing about the sea. We have this fruit tree at our backyard whose fruit is indigenous to our part of the world, which also happens to be my favorite fruit. Gathering the fruit (bite size little things with large seeds) made me bond with the tree. Had I been an 8 year old Tolkien-phile, I would have given that tree a name, and I would have made up stories about her (I assume that the tree's a her) walking around our backyard at night.
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Gibbering Gibbet
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Beyond cloud nine
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Coming home through the dark after a long day, and having my baby son passed into my arms.
"Well, I'm back."
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Bittersweet Symphony
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: On the jolly starship Enterprise
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Brightness of a Blade
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What brings Middle Earth to mind? Hmmm, interesting.
Listening to Celtic music
Any time I go camping, hiking or taking long walks in nature, a beautiful scenery, be it mountain, hill or plain. Flowers. The sea - the sound of the waves at night time, when the beach is relatively quiet. Clear summer nights, when the air is fresh and it's so quiet, and eveything is suddenly so clear , you can hear yourself breathing - it makes me feel like I'm one of the First Elves awaking under the stars. ![]() Also, because the first time I read LOTR was around Easter, in the springtime; the coming of spring reminds me of Middle Earth. Oh - and the smell of popcorn reminds me of the agonizing wait in movie theatres during the opening nights of a Lotr movie...and not only the opening nights. That should tell you how often I go to the cinema, lol. ![]()
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Wight
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: in my hobbit hole
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The same thing happens to me when I smell popcorn.
Being with really good friends Whenever I go on a trip. No matter who I'm with or where I'm going I feel like we just set out for our adventure. Whenever I see long TRULY blond hair. Not dyed blond. Beautiful blue eyes. Gardening...majorly. i feel totally connected to Middle-Earth when I'm working with nature. Looking at antiques...reminds me of Rivendell Thinking of anything dealing with Anglo-Saxon literature
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Bittersweet Symphony
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: On the jolly starship Enterprise
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Grey eyes. So many characters in LotR have grey eyes, and yet they're not really all that common. I think they're beautiful.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Which brings me to waterfalls. There's a "state park" near where I live where there's a dozen waterfalls a very near to eachother. So every time I visit I think of Rivendell.
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A Mere Boggart
Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: under the bed
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Things which make me think of Middle-Earth?
Really, anywhere which has a mystical or weird atmosphere makes me think of Middle Earth. The Lambourn Downs on a misty day, especially when the racehorses are out exercising. Stanton Moor and Eyam Moor in Debyshire, The Merry Maidens and Chysauster iron age village in Cornwall. St Michael's Mount. The big old oak tree in Sherwood Forest. Minack Theatre, which is carved out of a cliff, makes me think of Gondor. Standing on the cliffs at the Mull of Galloway and seeing the Isle of Man and Ireland rising from the mists makes me think I am seeing Numenor with the undying lands in the far distance. My father's orchard, surrounded by willow and hawthorn, with the handmade willow gate was like The Shire. You could sit on the gate and look across the fields at the wild flowers and horses during the day, and after a summer rain storm the earth used to steam. Alas, someone else lives there now and they ripped up all the trees. ![]() Steelworks make me think of Mordor, but thrillingly so. Some peculiar things which make me think of Middle Earth include the smell of canvas, as I used to read LOTR hiding behind piles of old canvas-seated chairs at school. Also crackly, hissing AM radios, as I used to listen with my earphones on late at night while I read. And the eerie sound of sheep at night time. Good beer. The smell of pipe smoke. Putting up Christmas decorations. Lighting the fire. Bone-chillingly cold evenings. Hot days lounging around on clifftops, watching the waves roll in. Bees. Bluebell woods. ![]()
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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I don`t know why, but the smell of submarine sandwiches.
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