Dear Mother and Father,

Things are starting to look in good shape once again at The Floating Log, repairs to the roof have taken longer than expected but the inside of the Inn is now free of dust sheets and the final layers of paint have dried.

A complete clean of all the mugs and plates took several days and many of the old stools and chairs were replaced for new. The new position here at The Floating Log means an awful lot less fetching and carrying and more time spent with the customers. I still have to run a few errands occasionally and it was on one such trip that I ended up in the Green Dragon.

Grand Rainbow Song

I wake ter the sound of the summertime rain
The sky looking grey with the downpour again
But as morning is filled with a breakfast or three
I can soon see the sun as she smiles down to me
I run through the fields and I soon see the sign
All the colours of summer as raindrops resign
And it makes me forget all the trouble and strife

My father's daughter

One day I went to Hobbiton I witnessed something scary
For yelling loud upon the Hill I saw someone not merry
My heart was beating fast and loud but up the road I tottered
I wanted well to run, but no, I am my father's daughter

When I came up the Hill I winced at someone mean and ugly
For nestled on a bench I saw a woman sitting snugly
She looked at me with clear contempt, then took a sip of water
I wanted well to run, but no, I am my father's daughter

Grand Northern Land Song

A field where dewdrops linger long
A field of grassy green
Where flowers sway in northern breeze
No finer you have seen

Where badgers dig into the soil
And greet the spring with song
It’s close to home and family
It’s where I do belong

Grand Fishing Song

Aah, went out fishing today
Hoped to catch me my prey
Eat it up without delay, oh yay

Aah, brought me pole to the lake
Tried to stay all awake
Eating fine fresh-baked cake, oh yay

Perch and dace were jumping around
So I snuck to the shore without making a sound
Threw me lure in the waters deep
Then I tried me best not to fall asleep

Aah, as the sun shone on me
I wanted many mugs of tea
And me stomach did agree, oh yay

Grand spring song

How fair is our land when days grow longer
How fair is our land when sun takes hold
When winter’s last chill is ever forgotten
Flowery petals will soon unfold

A lassie awakes to cherish the weather
All her thoughts are light as a feather
Her dress is of linen with colours bright
And she has somewhere to be tonight