A Work of Art

It is not every day you get to spend the night at Íslenski Bærinn (Turf House) and that is truly a shame. As I walked through the small wood door and took off my boots in the compact hallway, I was greeted by the aroma of wood and encompassing warmth as I made my way...

Unavoidable

It is everywhere and inevitable. There is no way out of this one, but there are ways around it; alternatives. Want to take a guess? Waste waste waste. We produce it either externally or internally. What I mean by this is that we either produce it as natural human...

The Turf House

When we went to the turf houses, I had an unforgettable experience helping Hannes retrieve turf from his neighbor’s farm. Our end goal was to rebuild a collapsed wall that had been worn down after 5 earthquakes. By first glance, one could tell that it was about to...