What do you "assign" to the Shire?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I assign the looks on my friends' faces and the shock on my best friend's voice (we were on the phone at the time) when they see you ordering marmite online because you wanted your favorite kind of tea enough to risk parental wrath by ordering it and then saw marmite next to it on the list of items. Let's hope it's as awesome as you say, Lal! And let's hope my tea gets here before break! (PS, that means it's got just over 24 hours to do so). Oh, and I assign vacations.

[Lalwendë]

As they say, you either love it or hate it. If you love it, then you are hooked! I've just had some, too because I was thinking about it all day and had to eat some as soon as got home!

It's best on toast, either alone or with a large helping of beans, cheese, egg or peanut butter. And what's more it's about the only food that has B12 in it apart from meat, so vegans can tuck in!

I want some more now...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

B12? That's good for me! I like things that are good for me.

I assign blustery days. The kind that depress other people, but can give such a rush. When you walk out into the mildly warm air, expecting to freeze and realizing you won't. The way that the whipping wind pulls your hair out of place, letting it dance in front of your eyes. The sound of crows frantically yelling to one another and the bells of the Tower beating the hour to nearly the same rhythm as the staccato cracking of the wind-driven flag. The paranoic rustling of squirrels on dead twigs. The single leaves forgotten in autumn that still clutch daintily to sleeping branches. The grey sky that promises change and threatens that it will be for the worse.

I love the kind of day that makes you catch your breath in wonder.

[Firefoot]

Ooh, Fea, I came here to write about a similar kind of day...

I had a delightfully hobbity experience walking home from school today (still can't drive...). See, my favorite way home (and, incidentally, the shortest) crosses over some fields between some people's yards and one of the busier streets in town - I think they're owned by the doctor's office but anyway. I walked outside expecting it to be freezing cold like it has been but instead I find that I can take my winter coat completely off. The wind was picking up, and darker clouds were just starting to move in - it rained last night and I think it's going to rain again soon, you can just smell it. So when I got to the fields, it was so nice that I just took off my shoes and walked barefoot over the slightly muddy fields. That wet slightly squishy feeling is delightful, even if the water is still slightly chilly (it is February, after all, and normally I wouldn't even think of doing this... actually that's not true. I tried once and about froze my feet off...). Not quite sunny, but with patches of blue sky poking through the greyish clouds. Mmm.

Just warm enough that it feels delightful to open up the window, even if my mom just yelled at me to shut it because it's too cold...

Days like today are definitely Shire-worthy. So are bare feet.

[Formendacil]

I assign to the Shire the feeling of it being -20 degrees Celsius when you arrive at home late at night, and discovering that the biting wind of early is gone. It feels so... Warm!

I guess that's a rather Canadian feeling, eh?

[Oddwen]

You can feel it ice fishing in Michigan too, Form.

In light of my latest dream, I send the Star Spangled Banner and duets with Boromir88 to the Shire.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

So um... Lal... that Marmite? You said it belongs in the Shire? *shudder*

Is it supposed to be so... um... there are no words to describe.

Mind you, dipping a Marmite-flavored potato chip into Marmite might not be the best introduction to the stuff...