Today I will talk about rocks. Iceland is a new land, relatively speaking, formed by volcanoes and glaciers. Tectonic plates are nudging each other. Pressure builds, lava and ash spew forth.
Here you can see strata. The rocks have different formations depending on temperatures of lava, water, time, cooling…
Incidentally, this yellow colour was quite present in the Icelandic landscape of November.
How did those rocks get ripples? I found the answer when we visited the Earthquake and Volcano Center.
Rocks jut forth from land and sea. Many have legends, myths, associated with them. The long Icelandic winter nights give rise to fertile imaginations. Icelandic people read and write many books.
This is the site of “les orgues basaltiques”. This formation reminds one of organ pipes. The black sand is from lava. The haze that day was the wind stirring up volcanic dust.
There were miles and miles of lava fields, covered in moss. I was starting to get a bit itchy with that, feeling smothered, wanting to get out my little 3-pronged garden tool and scrape some away so things could breathe.
Then we got out of the bus and strolled among the stones and seeing the moss up close, it took on another dimension, I could see the individual stems, the other plants growing with it and I felt an appreciation for the beauty of it all.