Today sees the release of the extended edition of The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies.  Of all the moments in the film (extended or theatrical), this is one of my favorites:

I suppose it doesn’t make much sense when extracted from all that had happened just before that moment.  Even still: there’s something to be said for awkward but necessary silences, for presence after difficult times, for the beauty of even the smallest things (like scraping a pipe).  A good thing to remember in these days of change.