Again, no nightly row this week, owing to odd sleeping times for the resident hobbits–and one cannot row with some of them awake. Miss M, in particular, wants to sit on your lap as you’re rowing. Ever tried rowing with a 2 year old on your lap? It’s pretty impossible.
Still, we did manage 5.7 miles for an overall mileage of 27.2.
According to our fictional atlas, we have reached and passed Frogmorton and The Floating Log Inn and are continuing on the Great East Road through the Shire.
I am an author and domestic engineer enjoying unbounded domesticity with the husband of my dreams, three fine brave rascally knight errants, seven lovely princesses-in-training, twelve chickens, an indoor cat, and an outdoor cat. And bees, coming soon.
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