Merry closed his book and put away his pen. Herblore of the Shire was coming along nicely now that he'd figured out how to organize it. He'd been in a quandary over that, until his last visit to Rivendell. Celeborn had kindly read over his notes and commented on Merry's work.
Merry also planned to make an herbarium at Brandy Hall. It certainly wouldn't be as big as Minas Tirith's--he'd had to retrace his steps to find his way out of there--but the healers were looking forward to having their small arsenal of medicinal plants collected and described.