The Place Where Rebekka’s Horses Run Free
…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.
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:
That horse picture is just amazing.
váááá, gedveikt flottar myndir!
Good choice! This is definitely one of her best pictures.
But your iclandic horse pic is great as well, esp. the tones of the coat.
wow i love that top pick it show how amazing and migestic horses really are. the way the wind is blowing just enough to move the mane in a way that it is not to over powering but still showing the movement that it really has.
and that sky i melt the way the gray and the white are meshing to creat a hole diffrent
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love it
Wow. That is amazing. Horses (& most animals) can only be captured so many ways. This is unique & moving.