Some places in Iceland reveal themselves slowly. Others feel as though the earth has opened just long enough to let you glimpse something extraordinary.
Standing beneath the ancient volcanic rock at Kvernufoss, I found myself surrounded by contrasts that seemed almost impossible. Water cascaded past me in a luminous white veil. Brilliant green moss clung to the dark cliffs, while golden sunlight reached across the landscape beneath a beautiful Icelandic sky.
Sarah L. Glabman, from the field. The full story travels with every editorial license.
