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When I was a little girl we took a lot of family vacations. My parents were both teachers and they love to travel, so we took full advantage of our summers. Mostly, a family vacation meant piling in the car … Continue reading
Today I’m suspended in gray. Ash mostly, a bit of slate, a sprinkling of charcoal. Other days there’s mercury and fog or if I’m lucky silver and gunmetal. Rarely do I glimpse other hues. Cursing under my breath, frustrated with … Continue reading
We live in the darkness, sharing our blackened world with troll-like creatures that sneak into our homes. At night, these trolls lick our pots, steal our sausages, slurp our Skyr and leave small gifts for the children. In the waking … Continue reading
Oh, Iceland—you are stunning of late. With your crisp air, pink skies, frozen lakes, and that marvelous light dusting of snow on the mountain, I can’t help but think you beautiful. So much so, that I can almost forgive … Continue reading
Waves crashed over the seawall littering the roads with seaweed and stones, rooftops blew off homes forcing the main street to close, and hundreds of bands arrived into Reykjavik ready to rock it. Despite gale force winds blowing straight from … Continue reading
A guest blog by my daughter, R, age 6 1/2 I was with my mom and we walked to the ducks and we found lots of interesting things. And in this story, you’ll find lots of them. And if you … Continue reading
Spotted on the streets of Reykjavik: *a tall blonde in a long black cape *a leggy lady in leather pants *a teen in hot pink tights with a short red, green, & blue striped dress *a mother in a black … Continue reading
Sometimes the best thing about winter in Iceland. . . is to escape. The screaming wind, the too-dark days, the waist-high snow drifts, we had to flee – all the way to Southern California, to my city of angels. And … Continue reading
Lots of coffee and time with the happy light needed today–it’s back to howling wind and blizzard-like conditions after yesterday’s beautiful sun.
First was the smell of the sea and the snow then a sighting of swans on my midday walk in the land of perpetual twilight.