Iceland

A model develops and perfects her pout early.
A model is used to having many photos taken: Please, no more photos, please;
Some juice mommy, merci; Sophisticated, of course. Capable of rolling her
R's? Absolutely not.


To make it clear I did go to a horse show: my nephew Arnar on Blesi.
A hat from Tallin; My cousins and I; Two hats from Tallin.
Back at the trailer we dressed inappropriately; had some shots
and then got undressed.


Around 2ish and redish.


3ish/redish.


Up north - Grandma land in the summer.
What once was a valley.


They say always put a person in your nature shots. I went with
the tiniest person. And her bear.


The old church at Hólar.
Little Arndís asked: Why is the dead guy hanging out up on
the cross like that? To which you reply: I don't know.





Don't worry, not dead. Just totally sleepy.
Plays hard to get, but horses love to be kissed.


Linda is about to be kissed. Linda likes kisses. Linda is on the left.


Quiet and unimposing dawn.