Passing the last one on.
(I promise, this is the last one!)
So by this time, I was thinking breakfast should have happened a long time ago, but my river path had morphed into a worn-ish trail across the edge of fields, and it just kept being beautiful!
Eventually I just had to make up my mind to turn around (partly because I had no idea how long I’d been walking, and after all I had an essay to write). So with that, it was back along the river . . .
through the mist, and Middle Earth . . .
And to my cozy flat and breakfast.
The end. =]