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She went to the lake when the sky was bruised with dusk, her heart heavier than her shadow. “I am terrified of marriage,” she confessed, and the water rippled as if listening. “Didn’t you like being married?” asked the lake, its surface trembling with curiosity. S.E. Linn's "The Woman and the Lake" She thought carefully, her reflection bending with her thoughts. “Yes,” she said at last. “I loved being married. My wedding day was beautiful. When I admired my husband, believed

There's a reason Iceland is called the land of fire and ice.  I didn't fully understand that until the day the wind tried to throw my daughter off a waterfall. Volcanic Fields and Tipped-Over Motorhomes We were navigating the south tip of Iceland, heading toward Dettifoss  through endless fields of volcanic lava that stretched as far as the eye could see - in a Go Campervan .  The landscape was otherworldly—like driving on Mars, except Mars probably has better weather. A real