Welcome to another ‘almost-made-it-to-the-weekend’ celebration!
Give us all your news from the week, and/or tell us what your fun plans for the weekend are. Oh, and don’t forget to order your favorite virtual libation from the friendly Fiesta Bar!
I got it in my head to spin an old Patsy Cline song to kick things off today. Then, it hit me that it fits what Treebeard might have been humming and hoooomming to himself while looking for his long lost Entwife, Fimbrethil. So, I altered a word or two. Enjoy!
*kicks juke box – Walking After Midnight by Patsy Cline fills the room in tribute to Treebeard and the Entwives*
I go out walking, after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
I'm always walking, after midnight
Searching for you
I walk for miles, along the causway
Well that's just my way
Of saying I love you
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you
I stop to see Old Man Willow
Crying on his pillow
Maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night winds whisper to me
I'm lonesome as I can be
I go out walking, after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just hoping Fim may be
Somewhere a walking after midnight
Searching for me
Give us all your news from the week, and/or tell us what your fun plans for the weekend are. Oh, and don’t forget to order your favorite virtual libation from the friendly Fiesta Bar!
I got it in my head to spin an old Patsy Cline song to kick things off today. Then, it hit me that it fits what Treebeard might have been humming and hoooomming to himself while looking for his long lost Entwife, Fimbrethil. So, I altered a word or two. Enjoy!
*kicks juke box – Walking After Midnight by Patsy Cline fills the room in tribute to Treebeard and the Entwives*
I go out walking, after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do
I'm always walking, after midnight
Searching for you
I walk for miles, along the causway
Well that's just my way
Of saying I love you
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you
I stop to see Old Man Willow
Crying on his pillow
Maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night winds whisper to me
I'm lonesome as I can be
I go out walking, after midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just hoping Fim may be
Somewhere a walking after midnight
Searching for me
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