It’s hard not to look out to sea in Iceland, waiting for mysterious voyagers. Even the land does it.
Arnarstapi
It’s a lonely thing, but doing it together with an island eases that and teaches patience.
While we’ve been chatting, the ogress of Dritvik has been keeping guard to the west.
Day in and day out, in darkness and light, with a cormorant on her head, or not, she has been guarding against the formlessness that comes in off the sea. With her troll whale companion. Never heard of a troll whale? Go to Dritvik.
Together, they watch out, for us.
This is vitally important work. I give thanks.