I am starting at Bag End.

In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a Hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

The beautiful image is from My Hand Made Hobbit Hole – Bag End from Lord of the Rings « Madshobbithole’s Blog