judith.kuhn
unexpected play of colors
I almost stayed in bed that morning because the gray sky didn't necessarily promise a nice sunrise. Especially not on the Vestrahorn, because in March the sun still rises too far south to usually put this motif in the right light. When I left my accommodation, a strong wind blew against me, which didn't necessarily increase my motivation. This wind and the high water level also prevented my favorite motif - the reflection of the mountain in the shallow water of the lagoon.
Luckily, sunrises in Iceland are often unpredictable and the sky can shine intensely in unexpected, completely odd directions...
unexpected play of colors
I almost stayed in bed that morning because the gray sky didn't necessarily promise a nice sunrise. Especially not on the Vestrahorn, because in March the sun still rises too far south to usually put this motif in the right light. When I left my accommodation, a strong wind blew against me, which didn't necessarily increase my motivation. This wind and the high water level also prevented my favorite motif - the reflection of the mountain in the shallow water of the lagoon.
Luckily, sunrises in Iceland are often unpredictable and the sky can shine intensely in unexpected, completely odd directions...