But only after they have no words for them any more. Such bittersweet irony at the Jökulsárlón! Just imagine if these powers could still speak to each other!
Whether you find power in a single wave breaking out of the sea of the sun…
… or, turning around, in lines of thought, humble beneath the ancient forces of ice and gravity …
… or in a glacier setting to sea from the Jökulsárlón in the last hour of light …
… may you find the mountain where you are home.
Thor’s Shield, from Skogarkot in Thingvallasveit
And may you burn like a birch tree in the cold.
Happy New Year. Thank you for all of your inspiration!
Two codfish go to sea.
Definitely time for a visit to Jökullsárlón!
He might be only a force of nature now, but he’s still doing good work.
Art: the spirit of the earth breathing us alive.