Monthly Archives: May 2019

Reading Iceland

The technique is exquisite. You let the sun and gravity break off a bit of a glacier, you soak it for a few days in salt water, then cast it up on a beach of black volcanic sand. After a night of the waves splashing sand all over it, it sets in the sun. It’s really fun to chase this art form down,. Here’s a troll with a monk in its belly, holding Christ as a child. And isn’t the Mjalður the Bell Ram off to the left? Why I think it is.

If you haven’t read Gunnar’s Advent, it’s time.

Of course, you could just go right to the source, though.

Glacial Tongue @ the Global Warming Show

 

I thought I’d look up from the Glacial Lagoon …

… show of humans being beautiful for themselves and for each other by posing (warmly) within luxurious images of humanly-initiated global climate change…

… to see what the glacier thought of all this. Ah, well, look, I’m glad it did. The cheeky thing…

… was sticking its tongue out at us! Just a tiny bit. Between compressed lips.

The Storms of the North Atlantic? Not so fast!

Iceland sits in water, lots of water, and storm races across it, but that’s not the same as saying that the snows of an Icelandic winter are a curse from the sea. It’s the mountains that make them, and the latitude, at the top of the world.

They even channel and intensify the wind! Iceland is not, you see, exactly shelter.

Which Ogre is Best?

A tough choice, I know. Just a few kilometres apart, way out there on Snæfellsnes (so likely of the same species) there are the Ogres of Djúpalónsandur …


So  sweet!

…wading together out into the storm…

…and just a few kilometres west, out at Dritvik… splashing in the waves …

…the Ogres of Dritvik, the now-abandoned Second City of Iceland, staring out into the open Atlantic.

But, hey, no problem. It’s always a good day to sit back and enjoy the sights.

But watch out!

We are not kidding about the magic. Or the storm.