Monday, June 21, 2010
Ennise: That's where we met Danny, the organic farmer who offered us the bag of lettuce and who, in a scattered (maybe prophetic) tone, told us of the world's evils. He's the one who doesn't look like Annie or myself. Doolin is where we met the Hobbit. He had a large beard, wore rolled up trousers and no shoes, and looked exceptionally content.