i am a stranger here too
There is no square mile of earth’s inhabitable surface that is not beautiful in its own way, if we
vik, iceland
New Years Day, 2013
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful
postcard from iceland: in search of the northern lights
we are in iceland over new year’s for a second time since living in the northern hemisphere. i fell
laughing at the sky
hyde park, saturday
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often
i am a stranger here
I am a weak, ephemeral creature made of mud and dream. But I feel all the powers of the universe
tree line, iceland
koma dagar, koma ráð / new day, new answer
– áslaug snorradóttir
christmas in cornwall
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the sound of the rain battering on the roof & dripping down the chimney – the ocean, right outside our window
no one quite like rene
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The way we are living,
timorous or bold,
will have been our life.
– Seamus Heaney, Elegy
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she was bold.
and