Iceland has been on the bucket list for a while, so we set out to make that dream a reality. Partnered with several companies, we flew from Dallas to Reykjavik over the course of 17hours… Though we knew it would be beautiful, we never could have imagined how breathtaking Iceland would be during every second of everyday.
The Book of English Magic by Philip Carr-Gomm and Richard Heygate They Shoot Horses, Don’t They? by Horace McCoy H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald
H is for Hawk is a work freebie - when Macdonald’s father died she dealt with her grief by buying a goshawk and filling her freezer with raw meat. I can’t think of a more inappropriate animal to fill an emotional void.
fyi we had homework assigned, do you need to copy?
For Your Information sounds like you’re a fucking Ice Queen sitting on about 200 horses all stacked on top of each other for the Ultimate High Horse, and you’ve used a staircase cast entirely from diamonds to arrive at my doorstep, sneer and say “your shoelaces are untied you peasant”
Chained stack of logs on horse-drawn sledge in the snow. Man on stack holding reins. Handwritten on mat back: “Stickney and Johnson, White Fish Lake, U.P. Mich., in 90’s. A full grown load among the loggers.”
Courtesy of the Burton Historical Collection, Detroit Public Library