Topic: "Falling Apart" (9)
It is more than likely that Frodo will maintain a level of silence throughout the remainder of the year of our Lord, 2013. President Obama just concluded his "final" press conference for the year, and is winging his way to his home state for rest and recreation. The Congress of the United States, as if anybody cared, has gone into recess, again, and is doing whatever it is that failures do day in and day out. Frodo's favorite athletic teams are out of contention for any recognition. His aches and pains grow increasingly bothersome, leaving him with a sense of anxiety that just maybe the planned surgical promises may not be kept. Times, it seems, could be better for the Hobbit.
There is a backlog to his reading which will be the subject of a weeklong jihad. The temperatures in the swamps and beaches are approaching 80, and there is no forecast of precipitation, of any kind. Dandy and Tess seem to sense that they are about to return to the place with all that untouchable water amid the endless shoreline. Sam looks haggard, and needs the rest amid concerns about the wounded Frodo. Sam's sister, who seems to be an eternal case of bronchitis, accompanies the Hobbits and passes her cough in the direction of our wounded warrior.
Frodo's biggest challenge will be a meaningfully inexpensive Christmas present for Sam. Recognizing the fact that the Hobbits do indeed have "everything," sad experience has taught him that something personal and thoughtful is expected (One year, Frodo assembled 10 or 12 boxes of tea which addressed a partcularly bleak winter not so long ago). If the situation were reversed, Frodo would hope for a tee shirt carrying the Spanish words "El Oso Blanco," hardly appropriate for Sam, which identifies the new slugging hero of Frodo's gallant Braves.
Frodo rang the bell again for the benefit of the army with salvation in its heart. Dear friends throughout Middle Earth contributed in his memory, telling unidentified exasperated volunteers that they were there "For Frodo." Despite the anxieties and the disappointments, Frodo always finds an opportunity to smile at the little touch of consternation which he brings to those who never take him too seriously. That, and a toddy or two.