Look for me in the whirlwind or the storm. (Marcus Garvey, publisher)
A good beginning makes a good ending. (Icelandic proverb)
Neither mine nor other people’s prospects seem particularly pleasing just at the moment, and I have fantasies of going to Iceland, never to return. As it is, I tell myself not to remember the past, not to hope or fear for the future, and not to think in the present, a comprehensive program that will undoubtedly have very little success. (Edward Gorey, author)
I’ve walked a lot in the mountains in Iceland. And as you come to a new valley, as you come to a new landscape, you have a certain view. If you stand still, the landscape doesn’t necessarily tell you how big it is. It doesn’t really tell you what you’re looking at. The moment you start to move the mountain starts to move. (Olafur Eliasson, artist)
In Iceland, you can see the contours of the mountains wherever you go, and the swell of the hills, and always beyond that the horizon. And there’s this strange thing: you’re never sort of hidden; you always feel exposed in that landscape. But it makes it very beautiful as well. (Hannah Kent, writer)
Eye of the Storm (the video below) is a winter saga in Iceland. In Iceland there are many kinds of storms. Ice, snow, rain, sand, ash, solar, magnetic, and more. Storms are agents of change. While often destructive and unpredictable, they also demonstrate the unyielding power of nature. They reveal nature’s beauty and its hand in creating the landscapes we see today. (From the YouTube notes, Shaun Diaz, Evosia Studios)
Death is upon Cincinnati’s doorstep. For the past few days, local weather forecasters have been discussing an impending winter storm. Monday started with a calm and a sense of daily certainty, but now, it’s Monday night and going into Tuesday, the White Death is nearing.
Grocery stores are mass mayhems. Bread, milk, and water are gone with no return in sight. People are fighting over spam, beanie weanies, and rutabagas.
Looting is across the metro area. People are selling their kids to parents in warmer countries in order to preserve their future of prosperity. Attorneys are inundated with will updates. Bengal ownership is threatening to change their ways. Others are running through the streets while invoking the name of Al Gore. Oh my – the tyranny of it all!
Meanwhile, local media are readying for the school closing list, scheduling film crews to ride with road crews, and positioning reporters to all corners of the city – to the west and to the east – to the north and to the south – all in the name of foregoing national, world news, and pre-empting programming for the fear and pestilence that lies ahead … the predicted 2-to-5 inches of snow.
Meanwhile, on this day I must leave early to be amongst the hardworking Cincinnatians who pledge without fear to uphold the local work ethic, as I embark on the slow drive to the dentist to receive the prep work to replace a crown.
Oh God – why do you forsake us! I never blamed the weather on Speaker Boehner! Oh, the music …