Some trolls are always in social isolation.
Sléttuvegur (Road 870) in the High Season
Trolls, whose eggs are green (just look!) do it like this:
Gulls, whose eggs are also green, by gosh, do it like this:
This greening of the land is a thing to be admired. I’m all for more of it.
A New, Partially-Formed Iceland Egg Greening Up Nicely in the East Fjords
They never stay long.
A Troll in Its Haunt, Kollsvík
While they’re there, they’re great fun, though.
Even in a world of (grassy) straight lines.
It’s a thing.
Look, when the weather’s good, make the most of it, I say.
Strutting the Stuff: A Day Out with the Kids on the Greenland Sea
Some are very young and shy.