Mastodawn

"I am not a day of season,
For thou mayst see a sunshine and a hail
In me at once: but to the brightest beams
Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth;
The time is fair again."
- #ShakespeareSunday, All's Well That Ends Well

The clouds attempting to obscure the mountains of Stokksnes were trying to spoil our view.

They failed; the sculpted flanks held the capped cloud above like an adornment, and the vista was improved.

#SilentSunday #StillerSonntag #Iceland2025 #Photography #Iceland

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jackcole Mar 8

@mo

The rest to some faint meaning make pretense,
But Shadwell never deviates into sense.
Some beams of wit on other souls may fall,
Strike through and make a lucid interval;
But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray,
His rising fogs prevail upon the day.

John Dryden 1631 – 1700, English poet, literary critic, translator, and playwright who in 1668 was appointed England's first Poet Laureate.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/john-dryden

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