I made it out of Reykjavik and turned North. The sun came out, for the first time since I arrived. I can start to see some of the landscape and so far, so good.
It’s been a wooly day.
Wound on a sheep’s leg bone. Hand spun and in a hank.
Dyed in the old ways.
On the cone.
What a wonderfully wooly day! I now have the equivalent of at least 4 sheep in my car….did I mention it was a small car? And a hatchback at that…so there is not really a trunk, at least not one that is separate from the driving area…so let’s just say it’s getting a little sheepy in there.
Now for a little walk and an evening museum exploration!