Characters: The Rohirrim
Continuing the story of Osred and his family - we leave them, for now, as spring is turning to summer.
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.
A Growing Crop
Grandmother surveyed the small crop in the field. In the warming sunshine there were joyful signs of growth. It had been a hard winter after the bitter harvest of the previous year and sometimes, alone in her bed at night, she had thought it unlikely to ever see this sight.
A bird sang, but louder and more joyful came the voices of Osred, Gytha, Edric, and small Liuba; each young body stretching sunward as they made a game of hard work. Her son had sown a crop to be proud of – all sprouting fair and not a weed amongst them.