While the mist is rising from the north some snuggle up by the cosy fire
Everybody helped clear out the Seaside Motel even the scooter got packed
This cold early winter day is starting a little foggy…
Three white cats doing their cat-necessities in a rural rustic guesthouse
Now all that remains are the ruins of what once was the great harbour of the grey shores …
Everything ready for our guests to enjoy this glorious morning breakfast
Down the forgotten Elven path, they went until they arrived at Rivendell
Whack for my daddy oh There’s whiskey in the jar…
