And glad I didn’t see it.

At least glad that I was not still on the island when it happened in case, you know, it blasted rock and ash into the air all over the place.

Volcanos rank about 10 notches below spending a night in a hurricane. Never want to be that close to one.

But I was, on our trip to Iceland a couple of weeks ago. Fascinating country that it is, Iceland has become a wonderful tourist destination in recent years. Any green places are property of people owning animals that feed off the land. At least until their cold and dark winters, meaning 21 hours of darkness. That says the sun peeks out, looks around then says nope, not today.

The places that are not green are either white or black. The coastline is a beautiful sight with its cliffs and white waves rolling across black sand. Most every else that is not pasture or coastline is black rocks, black rocks where nothing except moss grows. These black rocks are from volcanos of past eruptions, meaning dried lava.

All this means that it is a beautiful place to see, and I would love to see it again.

Except for one detail.

Eight days after we left, lava spewed from a 3 mile crack in the ground causing areas where we visited to be evacuated. Our driver warned us to evacuate if we heard the sirens.

The fact is lava is moving underneath a whole lot of ground there, not right below the surface, not way down in the core of the earth, but in a place between where it should not be. Right now it is building up in that place and with their measurement technology, they can detect the quantity being built up daily. When there is too much, the pressure forces it to find a way out – by going upward through the softer crust.

Fascinating stuff. I seriously love the science. But I am okay with not seeing the live version coming out nearby.

Have a Happy Friday.

The photo attached is of the Iceland volcano currently erupting. I did not take it, because I was fortunate to be far enough away.