Send them here.
So you can do donuts here.
And try not to let them surprise you with your fleece half off.
What To Do With All Those Tourists Outside of Reykjavik?
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Author Archives: Harold Rhenisch
Snow, Sulfur, Mud … And Air!
Earth Breathing Out of a Nostril at Myvatn
Sulfur and Snow … and Mud!
It just gets better and better.
Sulfur and Snow
The northern sun brings them out.
The Red Skin of the North Atlantic
We are not alone on the shore.
The Beauty and The Ugliness of The Icelandic North
Even in Iceland, beauty is elusive. These hot springs and sulfur vents near Myvatn were mined by the Danes for sulfur. They are now a tourist site.
They are, in fact, mine tailings. Only a tiny fraction of the sulfur remains. 
It’s still beautiful, though.
Nature, though, it is not. The Icelanders know this. You should know it too.
This is politics writ large.
The Narrow Space Between Sea and Sky
That is the space for the eye.
.Swans in Lónsfjörður
Wild Iceland
Iceland is not wild. That’s the point. These reindeer in the East were introduced. In keeping with the gesture, they do prefer farmer’s fields over mountain heights.
I think that means that farms are wild in Iceland: not yet domesticated. Let it remain so.
Icelandic Runes
World
Heart
Dragon
Eye
Seal
Child
Mind
Egg
And World again.
What ends here begins.
What begins here does not end.
This is the language.
This is the shore.
This is the bound.
This is the bond.
This is Iceland.
The Magic Stones of Skagafjördur
The stones of the Icelandic north are not for the taking. Please don’t pick them up. They are there so you can leave a fleck of yourself behind. In them.
You have life to spare. This is one of the deep secrets best shared in the open.
A Farm in Iceland 