My first experience riding an Icelandic horse was pure magic. Things draw on as destiny wills. – Njal’s Saga There is no denying the powerful relationship between humans and horses. For centuries, we have relied on horses for transportation, chores, and companionship. Experience has demonstrated that horses are far more than this; they are a…
A pair of romantic ravens steals the show and my heart. Only you know what dwells in your heart when you are alone. Nothing is worse for a wise person than to have nothing to love. Havamal Stz 95 Last weekend we sprung forward into daylight time. I love the wintry weather, but this year…
Riding is a blessed sitting, and a swift journey, and the toil of the horse. Icelandic Rune Poem When I began to wander, I was lost. But soon I found myself. Raidho, the sixth rune of the Elder Futhark alphabet means “ride or journey.” The Elder Futhark is the oldest form of the Germanic alphabet…
I wanted to photograph Arctic foxes in Iceland and they appeared exactly when and where I didn’t expect them to. How sly of them. What A Barred Owl Taught Me A little background of my photography journey Ever have a moment where you wish would last forever? A moment where you are so immersed in…