Such dramatic pictures! The colors in the last two, of evening on the lake, are startlingly beautiful.
I can imagine someone in the the house in the picture that’s buffered with stones and covered in sod, the wind whipping overhead, sitting by a crackling fire spinning, knitting, telling stories of how iceland was formed.
How old are the spindles and whorls in the museum?
Such dramatic pictures! The colors in the last two, of evening on the lake, are startlingly beautiful.
I can imagine someone in the the house in the picture that’s buffered with stones and covered in sod, the wind whipping overhead, sitting by a crackling fire spinning, knitting, telling stories of how iceland was formed.
How old are the spindles and whorls in the museum?
Love the colors of the chapel interior and totally wanna turn on that radio.