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September 22, 2014

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this made me burst into tears.

T.

Thank you for telling me, Teresa. I'm touched that you were touched.

Iceland leaves its touch on visitors. I also felt the power of standing at the rift, and understood why it was a sacred meeting place. I remember the nervousness of straddling the movable joints at the power plant, where tectonic plates continually moved apart. I have been watching the news every day, hoping the people of Iceland stay safe.

I flew to Iceland and saw some of it from the air, but I only experienced the airport. The shield volcano looks a lot like the huge shield volcanoes here, Mauna Loa and Mauna Kea.

Someday we need to organize a blogger meet-up in Iceland. I know some knitters and spinners who would be especially keen...

I love the warm and happy faces of you and Jonathan brightening the severity and austerity of that landscape and that great drawing of yours below.

Transporting! I wonder if, growing up in the part of NY that you did, you developed an appreciation for a particular sere, dramatic, rocky beauty, all blue and grey and lichen- s well as the riotous colours of Mexico, an entirely different world.

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  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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