Helga's Farm in Iceland
My friend Helga has been wonderful enough to invite me to her farm in Iceland many times. It's always a fun trip up to the north to see her. But, I always get a little lost. Finding the particular-turn-in along this fjord is constantly a source of confusion, especially at night. I don't know why it is so difficult to me, because after I get there it is plain as day. And I'm sure all Icelanders think I am crazy... but it's like a hidden door, fey and fleeting with the light, and you can only see it during certain portals of time.
Once you get on the little dirt road to her farm this is what you see.
- Trey Ratcliff
Click here to read the rest of this entry at the Stuck in Customs blog.
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Helga's Farm in Iceland
My friend Helga has been wonderful enough to invite me to her farm in Iceland many times. It's always a fun trip up to the north to see her. But, I always get a little lost. Finding the particular-turn-in along this fjord is constantly a source of confusion, especially at night. I don't know why it is so difficult to me, because after I get there it is plain as day. And I'm sure all Icelanders think I am crazy... but it's like a hidden door, fey and fleeting with the light, and you can only see it during certain portals of time.
Once you get on the little dirt road to her farm this is what you see.
- Trey Ratcliff
Click here to read the rest of this entry at the Stuck in Customs blog.
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