Simple Pleasures
Tearose Underhill escaped the scrutiny of her nosy neighbours and snuck back into the Shire. She had been away on an important mission and returned during the night. She spoke to no one and went home to get her fishing gear. She found her little fishing hole covered in leaves, but many fish hid in the foliage and so she had fun for a few hours catching all the fish she could ever eat in a week.
No one could blame Tearose for wanting this time of solitude, for she was beginning to get very weary of fighting. She missed the Shire and never wanted to leave again, if the truth be told. She felt selfish for thinking that way, though, because she had made many friends in her travels, all with a common goal – to rid Middle Earth of evil. These friends fought valiantly and rarely complained. For as hard as they fought, they also feasted hard, and Tearose shared many good times with her warrior friends.
But the further east she travelled, the tougher it was for Tearose. She felt she would be of better use helping out in skirmishes west of Moria, for Tearose would avoid Moria at all costs. She was never the same hobbit after she left Moria the last time. She came close to dying and she didn’t want to tempt fate. She wasn’t as reckless as when she first set out to conquer evil in Middle Earth.
Tearose had learned soon enough that she had to use every skill she had to stay alive, for lone hobbits who dared to fight Sauron’s minions were sought out and hunted. If she was found by any of Sauron’s captains or lieutenants, she would be murdered, unless she could get away quickly. Her quickness saved her before though injuries have now slowed her down some.
And it was these past injuries that seemed to give Tearose trouble in cold damp weather. So she decided it was time to take a holiday, though she knew that she would be bothered by family, friends, and neighbours here in the Shire. Normally she didn’t mind the companionship, but she was so tired that she just wanted some alone time.
Tearose decided she would take some time off alone to enjoy the simple pleasure of fishing. Most often she would go north to Evendim but it was cold there this time of year, so she travelled southwest to the milder port of Celondim, where the Elves were so gracious. They supplied her with very good food and wine from Limael’s Vineyard while she fished off their docks.
Ah yes, a simple holiday was exactly what Tearose Underhill needed. And a vacation to a spot where Elves loved to spoil hobbits was perfect. They respected her privacy and yet she was protected at the same time. She was grateful for simple pleasures: lots of privacy, delicious food and wine, and a beautiful place to fish. Tearose knew that she was a very lucky hobbit, indeed.
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