Árdís - 01.01.1954, Page 34

Árdís - 01.01.1954, Page 34
32 ÁRDÍS being almost hidden by volumes of red and grey smoke shooting skyward. We, my husband, my sister and I, made the trip along with some friends. Mother was left at Hotel Hella while we climbed the slopes nearer and nearer to the burning mountain. Everywhere about us, the lava fields formed by previous eruptions, were covered with a fine grey ash. Soon we noticed a glowing stream which flowed in streaks through the fields of moss-grown lava. How exciting it was to walk along this glowing lava stream, and watch the fire from the bowels of the earth in all its magic grandeur! Red hot pieces of rock detached themselves and came rolling to the ground with a hissing sound. We played at pushing coins into the half solidified lava, with a cane and then took them home for souvenirs. The roar of the volcano reminded me of distant thunder which I heard, as a child on the Canadian prairies, but this had an ominous sound, this primeval roar from the depths of the earth. During this short time the powerful lava stream had moved so fast that we could barely squeeze between it and the old lava to get back to our route. It was midnight when we returned to Hella, and from there the shiny golden glow of the molten lava with its scarlet flames could be seen in the distance. Hekla, in full eruption seen against a background of dark blue sky streaked with colored northern lights, was a scene of unforgettable and solemn splendor. I have been asked to mention a certain reception. It was a most interesting dinner party which took place in the beautiful home of Mr. and Mrs. Helgi Magnusson in 1943. The guests num- bered eighty-five. All the ladies present were dressed in Icelandic national costumes — skautbuning, upphlutur, or peysu-fot. The hostess, Oddrun Sigurdardottir and her four charming daughters, received the guests. When we were all congregated, a photographer took a picture of the ladies. He declared the scene was like the setting for a drama and only wished he had brought his moving picture camera. This was the largest group of women clad in the national costumes ever gathered in one home. The Christmas season begins on December 23rd, on Thorlaks- messa, and continues until January 6th. These are festive days everywhere especially for the children. Children from two years up attend parties, the girls in their frilly dresses and big hair bows,
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