Back from Iceland

I don’t have any words to describe the beauty of Iceland. Beautiful, amazing, spectacular, awesome and all their synonyms don’t quite cut it. “Otherworldly” is the closest I can get, I think.

10 days wasn’t enough to take it all in, not when you need to pull the car over every five minutes to look at something incredible that’s completely different from what you pulled over to look at the last time. The variety of landscapes on that tiny island is staggering.

With its volcanoes and glaciers, it’s truly the land of ice and fire and it’s no wonder that Icelanders have so many sagas and that so many fantasy authors and filmmakers have drawn inspiration from this place.

Did you know that J.R.R. Tolkien’s “nanny” was Icelandic and told the young man all about Iceland and its sagas? Did you know that Gandalf is a dwarf in Norse mythology?

It Can Wait

Another Friday, another 100 words for Friday Fictioneers! This week’s prompt is an image of a place I’d very much like to be right now. I’m getting tired of snow!

Copyright-Renee Homan Heath

Copyright-Renee Homan Heath

It Can Wait

Hand in hand they walked toward the beach, feeling the warmth of the wood beneath their feet and the ocean spray on their faces.

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, smiling. “This is perfect. I am so happy.”

“Me too,” he said, his free hand fidgeting around his pocket.

Over the roar of the ocean she heard the song. Muffled at first, it blared when he removed the phone from his pocket.

“Work…It might be important,” he said.

Even in the warmth of the tropical sun her icy glare sent shivers through him.

“Don’t you dare answer that.”