Sunday, May 2, 2010
A Gate With No Fence.
A Skagaströnd house, further down Vetrarbraut, on the gravel road, towards the black beach, by the Icelandic horses. No borders, no boundaries, no obstacles. Just a gate, so you know you're almost there; where you should be. Now.
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