Sat
9
Dec '06
I made it safely here with no problems in transit. 2000 words written on the novel. I would have gotten more, but was sitting next to a lovely Welsh woman on the plane and once you start chatting with someone whose voice is that lovely, it’s hard to stop.
A driver picked me up and brought me to the apartment. It was around 8:00 by the time we left the airport. The sky was dark and clear; a light dusting of frost coated the moss and sparkled in the moonlight so beautifully that I was forced to use cliched adjectives like “magical” to describe it.
Rob and I had a happy reunion.
It’s now about three o’clock and I need to get outside if I’m to take advantage of the remaining hour of daylight. Ah. Winter in Iceland.
Tags: Iceland, Journal
Glad you made it safely back to your man (and your coat!) Thanks for the description of frosted moss by moonlight… I will conjure that “elfin magic” vision while decorating a x mas tree on this rainy Portland day…
Thank you Mary for the report. It does indeed sound magical. “The world will always welcome lovers.”