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demanon
Rivendell
Oct 12 2016, 9:39pm
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Bag End in Autumn
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 I was somewhat curious what Bag End,and the rest of the Shire, would look like in seasons other than Spring or Summer. Thinking of doing a series of these. This is Oil on 11"x16" canvas. HAPPY FALL!!
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OldestDaughter
Rohan
Oct 13 2016, 11:54pm
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Love the almost eeriness of the background! Great picture! Would love to see more!
"Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world; and the song of Lúthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where her feet had passed."
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Ryan Kurt
The Shire
Oct 18 2016, 1:29am
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Fall is my favorite season. It's great to see your impression of Bag End at that time of year!
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Calenleya
Bree
Oct 21 2016, 10:53pm
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What a beautiful picture! 
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Ingwion
Lorien
Oct 23 2016, 4:18pm
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Lovely colours
It was a foggy day in London, and the fog was heavy and dark. Animate London, with smarting eyes and irritated lungs, was blinking, wheezing, and choking; inanimate London was a sooty spectre, divided in purpose between being visible and invisible, and so being wholly neither. - Our Mutual Friend, Charles Dickens.
It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen. - The Silmarillion, J. R. R. Tolkien
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