Characters: The Rohirrim
Continuing the story of Osred and his family
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
In the winter he had dreamt of flowing water. Well, there was flowing water aplenty now, Osred thought, as the rain dripped off the eaves.
“Be grateful,” Grandmother said. “It makes the grass grow so that the cows are out of the byre, the goats need neither food nor water carrying for them, and neither do the horses. The crop will start to show green in no time and…”
‘And then,’ Osred thought, ‘Edric and I will have to weed, Gytha will have to keep the goats away…’
Perhaps wet days, with indoor tasks, were not so bad after all!