max has been patiently waiting for his turn at the counter-cute and still sits by the door at the northern light inn in ísland. his penetrating gaze checks to see who has snacks and who will let him out the entrance to check on the weather. it´s almost always hvass and intermittently rígning.
hello max. :)
ReplyDeletemax was such a steady and calming presence, no matter the weather--hvass or rigning
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