"But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day."
- #ShakespeareSunday, Twelfth Night
On our way to Fjallabak on a drizzly, miserable day, we passed this stump of a hill in the flood plain of Markarfljót.
Stóra-Dímon (178m/584ft) in Fljótshlíð, southern #Iceland.
#SilentSunday #StillerSonntag #Iceland2025 #LandscapePhotography #WeatherPhotography #Photography

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day."
- #ShakespeareSunday, Twelfth Night
On our way to Fjallabak on a drizzly, miserable day, we passed this stump of a hill in the flood plain of Markarfljót.
Stóra-Dímon (178m/584ft) in Fljótshlíð, southern #Iceland.
#SilentSunday #StillerSonntag #Iceland2025 #LandscapePhotography #WeatherPhotography #Photography
