PL Fallin Photography

I finally found Paradise and I had to travel across the earth to find it in the South Island of New Zealand!  This is the hom...

  Sung by Beorn The wind was on the withered heath, but in the forest sirred no leaf: there shadows lay by night and day, and ...

Beorn, creature of the night, Your path is far and wide, Some say you growl with the tongue of bears, Born from the ancient bear...