Tag Archives: nature photography

Easy Identification of Elf City Sites

Elf farms and villages are craggy things to spot, but major cities hover inside the light. You can reach through the sun and… almost grasp them.

Pétursey

Evening is the best time for the sea to mix the Sun and the Earth and turn everything to salt dust in the air. Prepare for tears… of joy? of anguish? Ah, the elves are telling no secrets.

Waterfall as Spaces of Unity

Words teach us to see waterfall, cliff and light.

Alarlhryna

And shadow.

Alarlhryna

But they are one thing, together.


Gulfoss


Sjaelandafoss

Grundarfoss

Fossá

Even when they have no name!

Even with ice. Even in winter rain.

Svartifoss

Even with blood-red birches. Everything you add becomes the fall. It ceases to be separate.

Svartifoss

Even a river can become sky.

Bessastaðaá

Even sky can become a river.

Stekkalækur

Even underground rivers entering the sky from the mouth of the earth.

Hraunfossar

Even falls held within the Earth!

Dettifoss

They are all falls, not water, light, stone, air, water, grass or trees. They are always once thing together, all at once.


Systrafoss

This is a great mystery, not because it is unknown, but because it is vital.

Hengifoss

This teaching, and this view deep into human-earth relationships in Iceland, continually inspires me. The land is alive, as is the water, and any words that are hanging around start there first.

A Short Mountain Identification Guide

This is not a mountain. It is a plateau above Grundarfjörður, cut away by ice. It is, in other words, a fall, or a fjall in Iceland.

Similarly with Kirkjufell below, just west of town. Not a mountain either.

However, the one below, in Berserkerjarhraun is a mountain. Fire has heaped it up. It mounts.
The one below at Glitstaðir is tricky. Neither mountain nor fjall, it’s a fell (Skálafell). Behind the farm it rises to 225 metres.

But this is just a glacier: langjökull, seen from Reykholt.

There just aren’t many mountains in Iceland. Lots of places where you can fall down, though.

Leprechauns in Iceland? Yes!

So, here it is, Gulfoss, translated as “Golden Falls.”

The water, as you can see from its colour, comes from the glacier. No gold there.

And the gold? Well, at settlement 55% of Icelanders were Irish women dragged along against their will and making the most of it. I suspect a leprechaun or two came along, because leprechauns like to hide a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, and, well…

You are virtually promised to see a rainbow at Gulfoss. Don’t try for the pot of gold, though. It’s dangerous down there where the river disappears into the earth. Fairyland, they call that.

Maybe a trip to the glacier? Much safer.

Langjökull

And what is a glacier? Why, just look at it: white gold, of course.