This was a lost day spent deep in myth and saga, in dreams, archetypes and journeys of the spirit, while outside, the chilled, clear air and the coming of rain cast a grey template, and the low golden sun obscured by the weight of the season began to imprint itself again on this darkening northwestern world. The big event of this Saturday was watching Fellowship of the Ring in its extended cut and having long conversations about its importance especially in our present global situations.