Svalur vindgustur s\u00ed\u00f0degis \u00e1 eyjunni. Nokkrir s\u00f3ld\u00fdrkendur liggja \u00e1fram \u00e1 appels\u00ednugulu bekkjunum vi\u00f0 sundlaugina me\u00f0 tunguna lafandi \u00fati. \u00c9g geng framhj\u00e1 manni og \u00e9g f\u00e6 ekki betur s\u00e9\u00f0 en a\u00f0 hann s\u00e9 a\u00f0 kl\u00e1ra allar \u00fe\u00fasund bla\u00f0s\u00ed\u00f0urnar \u00ed Str\u00ed\u00f0 og fri\u00f0i.<\/p>\n
Sundlaugarso\u00f0nir fingur, blautt h\u00e1r, gle\u00f0i\u00edskur \u00ed b\u00f6rnum, \u00fev\u00f6l handkl\u00e6\u00f0i, \u00feytur \u00ed g\u00famm\u00edtrj\u00e1m, sandur \u00e1 milli t\u00e1a, freknur \u00e1 nefi og ro\u00f0i \u00ed kinnum.<\/p>\n
Sumarfr\u00ed \u00ed febr\u00faar.<\/p>\n
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\u00c9g er umkringdur eldri borgurum alla daga og kannski var \u00fea\u00f0 \u00feess vegna sem \u00e9g leyf\u00f0i b\u00f6rnunum a\u00f0 jar\u00f0a mig ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 str\u00f6nd \u00ed fyrradag.<\/p>\n
Sandurinn var \u00feungur og m\u00e9r fannst \u00feetta fremur \u00f3huggulegt. L\u00edkt og \u00feau v\u00e6ru a\u00f0 grafa mig lifandi. \u00deau g\u00e1fust a\u00f0 v\u00edsu upp fyrir f\u00f3tunum m\u00ednum og s\u00f6g\u00f0u a\u00f0 ekki v\u00e6ri h\u00e6gt a\u00f0 jar\u00f0a \u00fe\u00e1 s\u00f6kum st\u00e6r\u00f0ar.<\/p>\n
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\u00c1 torgi \u00ed mi\u00f0b\u00e6num fylgdumst vi\u00f0 me\u00f0 nokkrum fimleikam\u00f6nnum s\u00fdna listir s\u00ednar. Einn \u00fe\u00e9ttvaxinn eyjaskeggi t\u00f3k nokkur heljarst\u00f6kk aftur fyrir sig beint fyrir framan nefi\u00f0 \u00e1 okkur og virtist sveigt sig og beygt eins og k\u00f6ttur. B\u00f6rnin d\u00e1\u00f0ust a\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed hvernig hann \u00f6gra\u00f0i \u00feyngdaraflinu hva\u00f0 eftir anna\u00f0 og \u00e9g, verandi \u00feessi risae\u00f0la sem \u00e9g er og fullur af allskyns sleggjud\u00f3mum, gat ekki anna\u00f0 en teki\u00f0 eftir \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00fearna \u201ef\u00f3r ekki saman hlj\u00f3\u00f0 og mynd\u201c eins og f\u00f3lk segir. \u00deetta var st\u00f3r og mikill ma\u00f0ur a\u00f0 framkv\u00e6ma hluti sem manni finnst eing\u00f6ngu vera \u00e1 f\u00e6ri ungra og nettra v\u00f6\u00f0vab\u00fanta. \u00c9g \u00e6tti au\u00f0vita\u00f0 a\u00f0 vita betur en var \u00ed \u00feessum \u00fe\u00f6nkum \u00feegar vi\u00f0 heyr\u00f0um fyrir aftan okkur \u00e1 hinu \u00e1stk\u00e6ra ylh\u00fdra:<\/p>\n
\u201eHann er n\u00fa bara helv\u00edti li\u00f0ugur \u00fe\u00f3tt hann s\u00e9 svona feitur, hmmm?\u201c<\/p>\n
\u00de\u00e6r s\u00e1tu \u00fearna tv\u00e6r vi\u00f0 barinn, eitursvalar vamp\u00edrur; beinaberar og hv\u00edth\u00e6r\u00f0ar, \u00ed litr\u00edkum sumarkj\u00f3lum og sand\u00f6lum. Supu s\u00edna bl\u00f3\u00f0rau\u00f0u sangr\u00edu og settu hugsanir \u00ed or\u00f0. \u00d3tj\u00f3\u00f0ra\u00f0ar af velsemisreglunum heima.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Svalur vindgustur s\u00ed\u00f0degis \u00e1 eyjunni. Nokkrir s\u00f3ld\u00fdrkendur liggja \u00e1fram \u00e1 appels\u00ednugulu bekkjunum vi\u00f0 sundlaugina me\u00f0 tunguna lafandi \u00fati. \u00c9g geng framhj\u00e1 manni og \u00e9g f\u00e6 ekki betur s\u00e9\u00f0 en a\u00f0 hann s\u00e9 a\u00f0 kl\u00e1ra allar \u00fe\u00fasund bla\u00f0s\u00ed\u00f0urnar \u00ed Str\u00ed\u00f0 og fri\u00f0i. Sundlaugarso\u00f0nir fingur, blautt h\u00e1r, gle\u00f0i\u00edskur \u00ed b\u00f6rnum, \u00fev\u00f6l handkl\u00e6\u00f0i, \u00feytur \u00ed g\u00famm\u00edtrj\u00e1m, sandur \u00e1 …