This blue marble

– and yet it spins

The core of volcanoes and horses

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The sun rose just as we set out, at 11 am. How exhilarating to be on a joyride on steaming furry power machines trotting in a long line over the tundra. Icelandic horses are small and sturdy, and I thanked heavens for choosing duck boots as they got a good dip while crossing icy rivers.

Iceland-3Iceland is ice and fire, and so are its native horses. We tölted across the tundra while frost tipped the golden wisps of the rugged creature carrying me.

I buried my wind-chilled fingers into the heat glowing underneath the fur and reflected on the smoldering core of volcanoes and Icelandic horses.

Iceland-2(Iceland; January 2014)

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