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These days the island is filled with migrant birds.
I guess there are loads of different types, but the ones we see are swans and geese.
Thousands of them.
The life of migrant birds fascinates me.
Can you imagine. Twice a year they embark on a tour longer and harder than any of us can think of.
Seeking the best conditions for their lives.
We see them all the time here in Southern Iceland these days. When we are out walking, from the car, or outside the window, towards the sky when we eat dinnet at night, or breakfast in the morning.
When we drove back home from Geysir and Gullfoss yesterday, there was a lonely swan walking in the middle of the road. Luckily the roads are straight here and Terje had time enough to brake down.
Today we will follow the migrate birds´excample,
and drive north.
But first a few hours towards east.
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My nose and I spent some time awake during last night,
keeping each other company as we do most nights.
I used the opportunity to read a few emails, and smiled when I got an amazon gift certificate from Øystein.
Now I will look for a book about migrant birds.
Any suggestions?
