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.
Some are very young and shy.
When Icelanders converted to Christianity after the decision of þorgeier the Lawgiver at the þing in 999, they allowed for private worship of pagan beliefs; public worship was reserved for Christianity. This view south from Starmyri, in the East of Iceland…
… shows just what remains of that decision, as it has worked itself out over 1,000 years +. The trolls are still watching out to sea! They’re not public, of course. That’s reserved for the separation into logical categories that is the Christian legacy, and yet there they are, only remaining in the land, where the Norse settlers placed them, after they brought them with them. Only 4% of Icelanders profess a belief in the other people, the Huldúfolk, but privately, well, that’s another matter. You simply can’t help it. That’s quite the story of survival!
Puffins hanging out in Borgarfjörður Eystri.
And look at this: birches hanging out at Ásbyrgi!
How cool is that! Here are the puffins again…
And the trees!
Now, add some trolls.
Not a traveller goes past the south, on land or water, that she does not record in her memory of stone.
Only if you sneak by in the fog, do you have a chance of making it to Reykjavik unseen.