Lazy Sunday

Hildur the Cool.

Northern-ish view.

Gaah, my eyes, my eyes! Such whiteness!! 🙂

Halli hjiacked my camera and went on a shooting spree. Here’s a bird in a tree.

Vacations are good for reading. Even with silly sunglasses. 🙂

Anna trying to avoid getting a sunstroke. She seemed to be fine at the end of the day.

Soccer in the woods.

Bjarki cheerful after getting some chocolate milk.

Icelanders consider this to be a warm day. (21 C = 70 F)

I reclaimed my camera at some point and got Adda to take a walk around the ‘neighborhood’ with me. This is (a portion of) our house.

Our ‘personal’ dumpsters. There didn’t seem to be many others around so we had these mostly to ourselves. It’s a little embarrassing just how much garbage we left over one week.

The actual farm ‘Hrísar’, right below our house. I don’t know if they still do much farming there, we didn’t see many animals about.

The kids joined us on our walk. It was a little difficult for Bjarki who was tired and hungry, but he made it up to the top house and back down again mostly in one piece.

Mountains, mountains everywhere.

The landowners apparently planted a good number of trees some years ago and are now reaping the benefits. (Only trees planted within sheep-proof fences tend to survive in Iceland – the sheep love saplings!)

An attempt at a kid-group picture. It was too late in the day for them to be very cooperative.

Heading back down again.

Some straw-bunches trying to cover up a disturbed patch created for the top (and newest) summer house (which I failed to take a picture of).

Mr. Bjarki and his Tintin-esque hair-swirls.

Madame Adda covered with sticky forget-me-nots.

Kids on the playground. It was great to be able to send them there when they got too rowdy for us decrepit old folks.