Where there wasn't one only months ago, a park appeared between Laugavegur and Hverfisgata, replete with a sweet heart at its center.

In this world of fleeting things it seems right to remind, in brick even, and in a very public way, of the power of that overwhelming, eternal and sometimes subtle constant we call love.


Guy said...

Who said that heart of stone can't be beautiful?

fredwrite said...

Looks like I've found another blog to deepen my longing to live in Iceland.

Maria Alva said...

Good point, Guy, and nice to meet you Fred!