I am home inthese curves; intoxicated.tongue tied. My eyes follow their arching bodies up and up ,their gorgeous frames making my heart raceuntil I reach the tops, only to plunge downward , over and over until my eyeswet from all the wonder. These mountains.
The brilliant violet crocuses dotted the mountain side, their petals open like eager arms deep-stretching after this long, cold Whitehorse winter. Their yellow insides as bright as the sun itself. Spring, I thought, is finally here. Goddess in hell, was I wrong… … More The Tors, At the Mercy of the Mountains
April 2018 Mt. Kirkjufell should not have been climbed this time of year. I DO NOT recommend this. The soggy grounds, still in the grips of winter, combined with the unpredictable Icelandic weather, make this climb a very dangerous one. However! I firmly believe I experienced Iceland’s best week of weather. With maybe 10 minutes … More Mt. Kirkjufell, Iceland, a Gallery