As we went from Sweden, England and Scotland to Iceland we pursued the coldest Spring in 50 years northwards. So we were still seeing the lovely Spring flowers well into the middle of June! Here’s a selection from Iceland.
My memories of Iceland will always include seeing the thousands upon thousands of dandelions, marsh marigolds and buttercups blazing golden even when the light was dull. The moss campion was almost phosphorescent amongst the darkest lava and clung to the cliff sides high up besides the waterfalls.
Spring flowers: so evocative. Yet for some reason – perhaps the imagined cold – I’m reminded of D H Lawrence’s ‘Bavarian Gentians’: “Reach me a gentian, give me a torch! / Let me guide myself with the blue, forked torch of a flower / down the darker and darker stairs, where blue is darkened on blueness.”
Darkened on blueness sparks an interesting connection – at our conference in Reykjavik one of the delegates said that when two Norwegian artists were asked what they learned when they went to the Antarctic and they said ‘Now we really understand blue’ ….