Saturday, July 18, 2009

Still life


Animal skulls create a ghostly atmosphere inside one of the turf houses at the Skógar Museum.

Shortly after I arrived at Hólar it started raining. The rain was the fine, dense kind that can soak you to the skin in an incredibly short amount of time, and was accompanied by fog. It was warm outside, and when I was driving away there was steam coming off the tarmac and rising up to meet the rain.

1 comment:

old henwife said...

We call this kind of rain 'Scotch mist'