Oh, others are showy, but, over time, after wandering over and through many lava fields and stony wastes, the willow’s stunning, low-level, never-repeated poetic lines win out.
Neskaupstaðir
As this rowan in the birch forest at Ásbyrgi shows, it’s about the darkness, and how that is woven with light.
See?
Ewe With Her Lambs, Buðir, Midsummer’s Night 2019
No lie. Here it is. The trees behind the ferns.
Frakkastigur has always been one of my favourite streets. This just adds to the delight.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell what season it is or whether one is on Earth or in the Sky!
The View Back over Héraðsandar from the Njardvik Lookout in Early July
Here’s a beach warning sign I found at Dritvik on June 21.
Note the life ring.
Go at low tide.
Just a thought.
If you’re feeling alone, you’re not. As long as there’s a bit of a scrap of a birch shrub within a few hundred metres, a thrush will be watching you.
Arnarstapi
It will even sing you the news.
These are rare landscapes in Iceland, as they were mined for peat for many hundreds of years, but they are still there in the remote East, and are being rebuilt in Neskaupstadir (such as the one above). Aren’t they lovely!
It’s always a great day to walk out on the shore of the sea, where the seals and eiðars once swam. The sea might change its level, but that’s a bonus for us.
Neskaupstaðir
And the eiðars demonstrate just what it was like here long ago.
Easy does it!
Wildflowers taking the place of eiðars.
Iceland has …
… really quite …
… beautiful mud.
Rauðarnes
Simple.
Volcano:
Volcano with cows: 
Volcano with church:
Just another quiet, ordinary day on Snæfellsnes.
A Farm in Iceland 