In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole full of worms and oozy smells. This was a hobbit-hole and that means good food, a warm hearth, and all the comforts of home.
|Subject||2.7 × 2.7 cm, Aquarell|
|Paper||300g Water Color Paper|
|Dimensions||20 × 20 cm|