The dears have been following us for 30,000 years. It’s a love affair no likely to stop anytime soon. I’m sure glad!
Hellissandur Community Forest
When the winds blow in the winter gales, even statues get strapped in for the ride!
That’s the way it is in Hellissandur! But when the storm lifts, ah, then the whole world dances.
Every day, the world shifts between gold and blue.
Looking East from Buðir in a Strong Gale
This is it’s great message in the wind.
Yes, that’s a house between the white one and the grey one, eh.
Casseroles for the neighbours are optional in Hellissandur.