Losengriol

Come feast, frolic, and tell tales of past years! We celebrate the second of two special days between the ending of one year and the beginning of the next. 

Come sit around a blazing log and tell tales -- old legends or true memories. Of course, some stories are a little of both!

The first fruits of the harvest have been collected, and you are invited to come and share a casual conversation or a cup of wine -- perhaps even a dance!

A memory of the Elder Days, Nost-na-Lothion celebrates Yavanna's bounty all through the Vale of Imladris! Merriment, finery, wine, good company, quite probably song -- the flowers of the valley, like all good-hearted Free Peoples, are a light against the encroaching darkness.

Elves and their friends! Food! Wine! Maybe music and dancing! Possibly tales and poems! An excuse to dress up and be trailed by a cloud of butterflies! 

Remember the fallen of Gondolin, and celebrate the arrival of summer with Losengriol, overlooking the Vale of Imladris from Imdolen. A brief silence will be followed by the lighting of lanterns and sparklers, indeed perhaps fireworks, as we herald the dawn that ushers in true summer.