A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
J.R.R. Tolkien
The above photo is a mere snapshot I took with the phone camera while perusing Andalusia last year. An ancient, historic backdrop, a sort of timeless looking travel companion, seemingly lost in thought and gazing into the distance, and voila.
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And here is a fitting little treasure...
J.R.R. Tolkien reads "Upon the Hearth the Fire is Red", a walking song.
