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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Gáttaþefur - door sniffer


Eleventh was Door Sniffer,a doltish lad and gross.
He never got a cold, yet had a huge, sensitive nose.
He caught the scent of lace bread while leagues away still
and ran toward it weightless as wind over dale and hill.

They do get creepier, now we have a door sniffer -

and he is sniffing at the Christmas card that I got this year from cousin Sirrí - the photo is of my two aunts (Guja on the left and Maja on the right) and my ma- the one in the middle. The photowas taken during museum day - when the old girls dress up and pretend like they were back in the bad old days, living in a turf house (they were all born in one of these and spent most of their childhood in one). Change in Iceland has been most dramatic for this generation of people. They were born into houses without electricity and running water - now they all have mobile phones and laptop computers. Amazing.

3 comments:

judith said...

That is amazing! Such a drastic change. My dad's oldest siblings were born in a sod house before Oklahoma was even a state.

Northern musings said...

It is really amazing what the generation before us went through, and here we are complaining about a financial recession.. my message to the west "get over it... and enjoy what you have"

judith said...

Amen to that... if you don't live beyond your means you'll have nothing to complain about. Like my husband tells the daughter "when you're poor you have to live like a poor person." I'm glad my parents both lived either through the Great Depression or in the wake of it, they taught us to be very frugal.