altariel | Happy birthday, HA

Today is the second birthday of the Henneth Annûn mailing list.

To celebrate, the current and former list owners asked for pieces about two or more of the following: Galadriel, Éowyn, birthdays, Henneth Annûn, or gift-giving. I only had time for a drabble.

Gold Leaf

In April, it burst into golden flowers. It grew throughout that rich and radiant summer and, come the fall, its long leaves glowed in the last sun of the year.

When Sam touched this treasure, one came away, like a rope at its master’s call. He used it as a bookmark, had it to hand as he embellished the lines of his own tree. The children liked to hold it – Elanor, Goldilocks, down to Baby Tom; Elfstan too when his turn came.

The book he gave to his own golden girl. The leaf he took with him, returning the gift.

Edited to add: flicking through the Appendices over lunch, I read this entry:
S.R. 1420 April 6: The mallorn flowers in the Party Field.
Which I didn't know yesterday (April 6th), when I wrote and posted this drabble. FI-COAT.