You’re closer to heaven on the mountain – Isafjordur, Iceland (Aug. 15)

One tiny house gives perspective to the view

No history, no churches…just the story of a day of climbing, swimming, writing, and having tea in a bakery. Thanks to a young couple I met right off the ship, I set my sights on a scramble up and up above the small town.

Many thousands of blueberries, twice as big as ours, were sprinkled liberally on the steep slope.

Beauty at your feet…just look carefully, for these are tiny, tiny flowers.

There’s the Rotterdam, waiting patiently, as long as I’m “home” by 4:30!

After the climb, I swam in the town’s public pool, this one smaller and indoors, since there is no geothermal heat in this NW corner of the country. Those of you reading along since early on will be delighted to know that I now have a group of daily swimming friends, including “snorkel man,” who has visited all the public pools along the way. Well, it has been a delight to have tea, sweets, and INTERNET. Talk more soon!