Here’s a beach warning sign I found at Dritvik on June 21.
Note the life ring.
Go at low tide.
Just a thought.
Iceland is a country best explored slowly, and on foot.
When it is called “a beautiful country,” it means that every step is beautiful. Easy does it.
It comes to life as you walk through it, changes you, and remains within you.
Héraðsandur. It’s for the birds.
Can you imagine any other country that would set a beach like this aside for the real people, instead of giving it to humans? There are many countries smaller than this beach.
It is the voice of water.
You read it instantly
Words are another thing.
Often you don’t need them.
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.
When air freezes within water, it makes stones.
This is the beach of the sky! When stone freezes and is ground by water, it makes pebbles. This is the beach of the sea.
People see all of this and make social beaches, called walls.
Life in Iceland is a beach.