We travelled, by the almighty iron horse of all horses! (*cough* such a small car… such a long way!) This was pretty much our view once we hit The Lofotr Islands.
I beheld the misty mountains cold
There was too much beauty. I was wondering when it was going to stop
But it just became more and more beautiful
I cried and snapped photos. Yes, I do have a soft spot for the grandiose mountains and fjords of Norway. There is no place like home.
Along the way there was a beach. I had to take off my shoes to enjoy northern sand between my toes.
I was wearing linen chemise
Mountains are most inspiring to me. They are cold, beautiful and mighty. Everything about them evokes a burning warmth in my heathen heart. Whenever they are mine to behold, I do get a romantic and quite religious vibe from them. I can’t help it, and I am not sorry about it.
As for now, I am looking through the huge pile of photos from the Lofotr Viking Market. Yes, you shall be able see them.
~The Viking Queen