Disclaimer: Tolkien’s wonderful creation... Kortirion’s little notion.
The turning of the year was not so important to Elves as to Men, to celebrate the midwinter solstice was like a man carolling each midnight for the sun’s return. For them the turning was marked by the wheel of the stars... but they acknowledged the Second Children’s delight in the changing seasons, because joy is not to be dismissed and hopes for things to come should never be diminished. Hence, it was with pleasurable ceremony his foster-father and brothers would take little Estel to chose a tree to be dug up and brought into the Hall to be decorated.
Aragorn remembered, how he’d been lifted by Lord Elrond to finally place the beautifully worked star of elven-glass at the very top... and how his foster-father always murmured a greeting, solemnly bowing his head.
It was years before Aragorn realised the very personnel meaning that star had... Eärendil, the Evening Star, brought into the Hall of Fire once a year... and the briefly shadowed look on his foster-father’s face made sense...
Now, he lifted his own son to place the Star in the custom he’d continued to honour – a living tree placed in the west...
Gîl síla erin lû e-govaded vín