A colourful composition emerged on the lunch table today as I had egg on bread.
This lonely bottle of Grolsch beer was left on the pillars of the bridge.
It’s green and it will be used in Iceland? What’s that? It’s a tent. Obviously. I will not be renting a tent because I’m bringing my own. And it will be a different tent. Very different.
The first time ever that I saw Kerið was on the way to Skálholt with Keli, Þorkell, kelipeli. We didn’t much want to go so Keli saw an opportunity to stall by showing me Kerið. Little did I know that 13 or 14 years later I would show Kerið again in wintery conditions. I love the green ice and the red clay.
The thin green line leads the way…
The city sign of Groningen with the black double-headed eagle on a golden shield, holding a shield of silver with a green stroke.
All shades of yellow, green and brown plus the inbetweens in these leaves here on the street.