When I first saw Svartifoss, a waterfall in Skaftafell National Park, I fell in love. When I approached it in late fall four years later, I fell in love again. It was darker now, and somehow even more glorious.
What’s not to love! Just to the left of the fall, the earth reveals the fall’s real story, though:
It’s not the water that falls here, but anything that enters this space, even the earth.
Even me. Even you. That is powerful earth magic for sure.
A Farm in Iceland 
Dear Harold,
This photo looks like an organ made of stone (first photo)
Thanks for all those wonderful photos from Island.
Didi
Yes it is like that – and on a bright day the black of the rock contrasts with the bright green of mosses and lichens. There was a place there where I stayed Bolti or Botli?
I know! It’s simply amazing. You’re most welcome.