Love this photo. Took it last winter. It's so...frosty. And it smacks of the classic, the decrepit, the once-useful and now neglected. At some point the owners of this corral stopped nailing its wind-rattled boards back into place, and didn't care anymore if hinges rusted and warped gates fell. Maybe it was during a season of poverty, when they sold off their horses and sheep, or possibly a time of plenty when they could at last afford a new steel fold for their stock. Regardless, piece by piece this antiquated enclosure is being blown apart and absorbed into the raw Icelandic landscape with no help or intervention from man.
Falling Apart
Love this photo. Took it last winter. It's so...frosty. And it smacks of the classic, the decrepit, the once-useful and now neglected. At some point the owners of this corral stopped nailing its wind-rattled boards back into place, and didn't care anymore if hinges rusted and warped gates fell. Maybe it was during a season of poverty, when they sold off their horses and sheep, or possibly a time of plenty when they could at last afford a new steel fold for their stock. Regardless, piece by piece this antiquated enclosure is being blown apart and absorbed into the raw Icelandic landscape with no help or intervention from man.
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Fabulous picture - nice prose to match. You bring me back to Iceland instantly with your post, although I have never seen it in ice.
Thanks, Terry. I stopped by your site and left a note...
Beautiful Photograph! I like the one on your Miss M in Iceland blog as well.
I think a lot of people misunderstand the term Iceland and think its just one lump of ice. But I have seen some beautiful photographs of Iceland. :)
That's an absolutely spectacular photo.
I'm consistantly impressed with your eye.
You are all so kind. And here I am, a humble point-and-shooter with a degree in Comparative Lit...
But honestly, it means a lot that others see the beauty in the same things I do.
Happy Holidays to all!
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