The farm is gone …
…but the sheep still come, hefted to the mountain …
… and to the sea. (To them, the road is nothing.)
The sheep of the sea? Ah yes, these are stone farms.
Very tasty.
Winter barely has a grip on the Reydarfjörður shore.
But… sheep of the sea? Is that correct?
No, they are oyster catchers of the land!
If we moved back, they’d still be there to receive us.
A Farm in Iceland 
Great photography skills! Really appropriate!
Thanks! I’m thinking it would be fun to do a travel book like this.
Why not, photos are great.
Sure are!
I see from your trailer that you walked in my footsteps in the snow… I set them there for you in the first snowfall in November!
Hah, exactly. I was surprised who has donr it ;p