“It Smells Like Elves” Print

Have you ever experienced this comfortable feeling of nature at night?
When you can smell essential oils from trees, resins, or nectar.
When air is a little bit moist but not so much as to make you uncomfortable.
When the world is quiet. Stars starting to shine on a clear sky…

“Bilbo never forgot the way they slithered and slipped in the dusk down the steep zig-zag path into the secret valley of Rivendell. The air grew warmer as they got lower, and the smell of the pine-trees made him drowsy, so that every now and again he nodded and nearly fell off, or bumped his nose on the pony’s neck. Their spirits rose as they went down and down. The trees changed to beech and oak, and there was a comfortable feeling in the twilight. The last green had almost faded out of the grass when they came at length to an open glade not far above the banks of the stream.

“Hmmm! it smells like elves!” thought Bilbo, and he looked up at the stars. They were burning bright and blue.”

― J. R. R. Tolkien, “The Hobbit, or There and Back Again”

No wonder Bilbo and the company of dwarves felt their spirits rising when they entered the valley of Rivendell.

Let yourself rest in beautiful Imladris, one of the best, and the most comforting places in Middle-earth.