Wind and Gnomes

Windy. How windy is it? I’d call it a ‘six-clothes-pin-wind’. I washed some clothes out and the long sleeved T-shirt is barely hanging on the line with six pins. The jeans have already lost one pant leg, with three pins, to the wind.  And yesterday I started towards a different road than the two I usually tramp on, but the wind was so strong, by fighting it while walking, I must have looked like a drunk. So I aborted that plan and went to the Grill for lunch instead.

There I had a lamb chop, small potatoes in a sweet sauce, gravy, rhubarb sauce and a salad of cucumbers, grapes and red bell pepper.

Then I went to the grocery store, purchased a yoghurt drink, and walked home where I stayed the rest of the day, until I talked to the man who lives two doors down from the Jorvik Hotel where I’m staying.

I also read ebooks that I ordered from Amazon. By the way, I received a review for the book I recently published, “Too Close to the Sun” a Dutch boy becomes a man during WWII. I see on-line where it has been picked up by other agencies and offer if for sale, as well. Great.

Back to the neighbor: When I first got here, when it was snowing, rainy, windy and cold to now when it is just windy and cold, I noticed some stone work and other creative hand made items on the neighbor’s front lawn. I did get a photo of one item, and now I have more.

He was outside working when I walked by and I decided to stop awhile and chat with him. He showed me the inside of the shed where he works on the stone urchins that grace the lawn, and other fetching critters made from drift wood.

“Here, take this. You can have it.” He handed me a small statue with a head and body made of river stone and glass eyes, and stone ears. I had to turn it down, because this senior traveler, has limited space and must abide by the airlines weight rules for luggage. It would be too heavy to lug around the world. But I appreciated the gesture more than you could imagine.

He learned his English, he said, by watching TV, however, his wife is from Ireland, so that must have helped. I haven’t met her yet, but I did go back and get more photos. I hope to see him and meet her at least once before I head back to Reykjavik.

There are so many things I have learned to enjoy in Iceland, and one of them is you can buy one half loaf of bread. The bread choices are good; those dense rye loaves that put you back when bread was baked in an oven that also kept the house warm. Delicious.

Another item I saw in the second largest city, Akureyri, was the red stop light shaped like a heart. That would have been fun sitting in on the discussion when the City Council decided their stop light needed to be shaped like a heart.

Also in that city, and in Reykjavik, as well, book stores…large ones, where you can sit and read, drink coffee or eat lunch and stay as long as you want, are in prime city locations. Icelanders are known for their love of reading.

I have just finished, “Independent People” by Halldor Laxness, a 1955 Nobel prize recipient in literature.

All nordic countries are known for the saga stories, folklore that includes little gnomes and other invisible people, and those books are abundantly available in book  stores. The little people are evident, however, if you look closely at neighbors yard from the Jorvik Hotel in Thorshofn. They speak to me.

4 Responses to Wind and Gnomes

  1. Half a loaf is better than none, so they say!!

  2. Get one of those gnomes to carry your baggage for you!

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