Dear Sam,

We went swimming this morning. I was frightened at first, but then I saw Merry splashing about and enjoying himself as though the water was no more harmless than his little kitten, and I couldn't help but join in. I didn't go very far though. Just to my waist, I think. But it was enough. I don't think I am afraid any more. The river didn't mean to kill my parents. It just happened. Oh, I do hope Ted isn't giving you too much trouble without me there to help. Just thinking of him teasing you or bullying you makes me tense. Oh, Sam, I laughed so hard when I thought of you sitting in a tree singing to Rosie and her brothers! And singing about her, no less! Well, I should go to bed, and blow out my cande, Merry is taking me on another adventure tomorrow. His father, my Uncle Sara, said we could go on a walking trip and stay the night in the forest, just like Bilbo did, just him and me. I am surprised Uncle Sara trusts me this much, seeing how much trouble I used to get into when I lived there. But I suppose I have changed since I left Buckland. How is your family doing? And your garden? Are you marigold's growing yet?

Yours,

Frodo