Photography · Sky & Stars · Travel

Girl úr landinu norður frá…

I’ve been slightly invisible lately, a combination of verybusynotenoughtimeintheday and a lack-of-travel-plans fugue.

fugue
fyo͞oɡ/
noun
plural noun: fugues

..a state or period of loss of awareness of one’s identity, often coupled with flight from one’s usual environment, associated with certain forms of hysteria…

I’ve spend what spare time I have combing the internet for airfare deals to:

Colorado, Edinburgh, Iceland, Portland, Norway, Iceland, Lake Tahoe, Cape Breton,  Iceland, Savannah, Athens, Iceland, Natchez, Finland, Iceland, New Orleans, Warsaw, Iceland, Texas, Wales, Iceland and Idaho.

… really just about anywhere because this world is too big and life is too short and when I sit down with my Mitty List and think I have seen a lot of it I just have to look at a map to realize that I’ve barely scratched the surface!

So guess where I just booked a magical short stay? Me thinks……Iceland!

This Girl from the North Country is going to dance under the Northern Lights with the Love of My Life (LOML).

I first saw the Aurora in the Highlands of Scotland, but only through my lens and long exposures. This time, I’ve actually taken an astrophotography class and well, maybe I won’t even need the camera 🙂

Last year in Assynt, Scotland:

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Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlin’ winds

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That’s the way I remember her best.

I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all
Many times I’ve often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day

So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Girl From The North Country
Written by: Bob Dylan

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