More empty places filled with empty light.
From back in the beginning of November, when we still had some light.
A few from my favorite farm at the end of the world.
Autumn walk in Þingvallaskógur.
Fresh snow on the lava.
Went home for a brief visit. It was the best time of year. I walked in the woods with my dad and learned about shag-barked hickories. I did some fly-fishing with my mom and caught this nice brown trout.