These are not my photos, but I wish they were.
They are taken by my Icelandic brother-in-law's cousin, Hjalti Arnason, who lives in northern Iceland - Saudarkrokur in Skagafjordur. Hjalte is an excellent photographer, and I have just realised how much it means to know someone in the other end of the world putting daily photos of high quality on display in cyberspace.
June-July is the best period to visit Iceland, and it is way too long since I went there. Hjalti makes me miss my family in Iceland big time, but I can also see that they are well: On the two first photos my nephew, Baltasar, is playing with his friend, Hjalti's daughter. And the last photo is from the fell above Saudarkrokur looking into Skagafjordur, where my sister lives with her family.
This is what eventually will pull me off the continent. And home.
