Grafarholt Used to Be a Barren Windswept Hill
This is out in Grafarholt (section 20 on the linked map), one of the newer developments in the Greater Reykjavik area. Nice shot, pretty sky, but the reason I took this pic is because there's a funny little story behind it...
A few years ago when construction first started on this rise, I was driving past it with my girlfriend Eva. She was gazing out the window, then let loose a heavy sigh.
"What's up?" I asked her.
"Memories," she replied.
"Not good ones, it sounds like."
"Mmm. Well, about four or five years ago I was working for the city, with the work program they have for teenagers each summer. I was stationed out here, at Grafarholt, every day for a month. It was freezing cold and very windy and just awful. My back hurt, my hands froze. Pure labor. For less than minimum wage."
"What were you doing?"
"We were planting trees. Hundreds of trees."
"There." She pointed up at the raw land, speckled with earth movers bulldozers, being readied for development. "That's the thing: they've torn them all up. They're all gone."
Posted by Iceland Eyes on February 12, 2005