Last night when I went to bed there was no snow but when I woke up this morning things had changed. Since the boyfriend wasn’t likely to get up anytime soon, I decided to put on the fleece pants and woolen socks and go for a walk with the camera. I headed towards Öskjuhlíð and the Pearl where Winter Wonderland awaited me.
There was no one around and the only thing I could hear was the snow crunching and creaking beneath my feet. At one point everything went gray and then it started snowing again. A little later I could see the sun breaking through the cloudy sky and before I knew it was bright again. With rosy cheeks and a silly smile I headed home again, thankful for living so close to something so gorgeous.