Toughening up

[rabidsamfan]

Some folks slept better when it rained, Sam knew, lulled to sleep by the patter and plashing of the droplets against the windowpanes or the drum of a downpour against a canvas tent. But he'd never got the knack of it till exhaustion and the effort of trying to keep up with Strider and Gandalf during the night marches sent him to his blankets too tired to listen to the storms in the morning. Not even the rivulets trickling down his neck were enough to keep him waking.

Still, by Hollin he was glad for a chance to sleep dry.

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[lame-pegasus.livejournal.com]

*smiles*

Reminds me of the last scout camp when the kids had to flee the tents because of the heavy rain, and I got my Eldest back exhausted, overtired and absolutely mud-caked.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

I've been on camping trips like that!

*squish squish*

[dreamflower]

I so love Sam, the absolute *master* of understatement.

"glad for a chance to sleep dry." I'll bet, LOL!
This is delightful, RSF.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Oh yes indeed!

Thank you

[ansostuff.livejournal.com]

It must have been so hard for the hobbits who loves cosy beds and snug rooms to sleep in the rain and on rocks and whereever strider and Gandalf saw fit for them to make camp but they had to get used to it, didn`t they.

*^bundles Sam up in cosy blankets*

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Cosy blankets are good. Dry cosy blankets are even better...

[danachan.livejournal.com]

Ah, what an understatement. I love this.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Thank you! *grin*

[angharad001.livejournal.com]

Storms and rivulets!!!

This is lovely writing - again . . .

Sam is awake and doubting and wonderfully prosaic all at once.

Thanks for it :D

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

I can never sleep in rainstorms myself unless I'm exhausted. And you can guess what the weather's been like all week!

[angharad001.livejournal.com]

We are in drought here in eastern OZ - had a bit of rain today but not enough and not in the right places ;(

I love the sound of rain on the tin roof - silly me!

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

I love the sound of rain on a tin roof too, actually. I just can't sleep that way -- nor if the wind is very high -- until I've been in the bed for hours, trying to keep my eyes closed. And it rains a lot in Boston.

I grew up in Colorado, which is on the Western side of what is sometimes called "the Dry Line", so I know drought. The color of summer isn't green, but gold, at least outside the cities where most folk still stubbornly attempt to grow "Kentucky Bluegrass" lawns. Bluegrass isn't from Kentucky and it isn't blue. It's an Old World variety from England that grows in single blades, unlike the native American bunch grasses, and requires a great deal of water and fertilizer. Which is all very well if you live on a rainy island and have a flock of sheep, but is hard on the aquifer in the semi-desert. The summer rains in Denver -- the ones I remember -- are "three o'clock thunderstorms" that come down from the mountains and sweep onto the plain like a daily fireworks display, leaving the pleasant scent of ozone in their wake. But by three thirty the sidewalks are already dry...

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

*hugs Sam warmingly*

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

*Sam burrows closer and starts to snore*

[pippinswolf.livejournal.com]

reading about the "patter and plashing of the droplets" reminded me of what i woke up to this morning, and how I wished I could have stayed in bed. Poor ((((Sam)))))

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Yes, staying in bed has some definite attractions on rainy days.

*reaches for book*