[osagebowman]

Hair & All free people of middle earth:

The group had gathered together, as they have done for many months, to tell their tales and sing their songs.
Yet all was not as tranquil as it appeared, a few could sense the disquiet, some were oblivious to the gathering cloud.

A dark wind blew through the assemblage, scattering them, but only briefly. One by one, they picked their way through the broken limbs and battered flowers. The stalwart band, hobbit hole dwellers all, was coming back together.

Though the wind was severe, they would perserve. A few were already gathering up the fallen branches to stake up the flowers. Even the flowers are remarkedly resilient, here in Middle Earth.

[Overtaxed]

A few were already gathering up the fallen branches to stake up the flowers.

As long as I don't have to eat cornbread lembas

[RMDupree]

Even the flowers are remarkedly resilient, here in Middle Earth.

Again I say...

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.