Last weekend, that is to say ten days ago, not this passing weekend, we had just gotten home from our trip to Greece and we realized that while we were on the sunny side of the continent autumn had really arrived in Iceland. So off we went for a nature walk and an estimate of the situation. We went to a nearby cemetery filled with beautiful trees and all sorts of plants, hoping for pine cone picking but came to accept that we were already too late in the season for that. Instead we just marveled at the colors and paid a visit to Oddur's grandparent's grave. The sky was very autumn like and dark and I had a bit of trouble with the camera but I got some agreeable photos which will inspire my autumn knitting. We did decide to go meet some friends at a nearby playground afterwards, just for the sake of balance in life... cemeteries are rather morbid even when beautiful, don't you agree?
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