Eyjafjallajökull - A large part of my experience of Iceland is captured in this photo, though it's a very subtle presentation which took time and visits to other sites to sink in.

The white rising above the farmstead is not simply a snow capped peak, but a glacial ice cap which feeds into glaciers not here visible: a great mass of ice, like a hoary giant, pressing into earth and stone, actively carving out depressions and valleys.

Below the glacier is a currently dormant volcano. It last erupted in 2010, filling the sky with so much ash it shut down airports across Europe for a week. Locally, as well as covering everything with a thick, black layer of tephra, the abrupt meeting of molten stone with frozen water led to incredible flash floods.

But at the seam of this cataclysmic elemental juncture humanity makes a home.

Rippling hills, still fresh from their forming (from a geologic perspective) covered with a vital skin of moss, like the arms of children laughing in the sunlight, wrap the farm in an idyllic vista, at once evincing and belying the forces still at work all around it.