lady_branwyn

Aragorn was the tallest of the Company, but Boromir, little less in height, was broader and heavier in build. He led the way, and Aragorn followed him. Slowly they moved off, and were soon toiling heavily. In places the snow was breast-high, and often Boromir seemed to be swimming or burrowing with his great arms rather than walking.
--The Ring Goes South, The Fellowship of the Ring
Too bad Boromir isn't here to clear a path through the snow drifts in my driveway. A few years back, I wrote a wintry drabble with Boromir, Pippin, and Merry--

Early Snowfall
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Pippin, Merry, and the younger elves went sledding after the early snowfall. Eyes grey and overcast, the man watched in silence.

"Boromir, do you not have snow in your land?"

"In the high mountain passes, far from my home."

Merry pointed to the back of the toboggan. "Come on!"

Legolas bit his lip. "It is not wise to put such heavy weight in back; you will go…"

Small boots pushed into the snow. "Boromir, tuck your feet in!"

A sliding drop--
"Gondor!"
“The Shire!”
“Aieeeeeeeee!”

Then fountains of white as they tipped over. The elf shook his head. "...Too fast."