The Place Where Rebekka’s Horses Run Free
Seriously, thanks to Rebekka for a great day tooling around the fjords of Iceland. We were going to take a tunnel under the fjord, but it is one of her mega phobias, along with spiders, and drunk Icelandic men. (We share the latter)
Here I will post one of my favorite pictures of hers… this is her son jumping off a swing. I’m not sure how this picture is possible, but she has a bunch like this:
Daily Photo – An Icelandic Horse in the Wild
…cuz I felt a little ill… When I saw all the pictures of the jockeys that were there before me… Ahh yes… nothing says Icelandic fjord and horse exploration like the great poet, Prince, which is O ( + > in ASCII.
