Trafika Europe 1 - Northern Idyll
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Still, he did not understand why the measles flies had not

shot their rays at grandfather, or why Mogul was not

affected. On the other hand, the way they behaved, there

were a few cows that certainly had the measles.

What they should do was go up to the small lake,

Hoyvíkstjørn, and out into the Konmansm


ri marsh and eat

grass and clover and thyme; their calves could frolic so that

they sprang straight into the air. Sometimes the cattle

grazed all the way up near Svartafoss, and when Betta and

the children went up there to pick berries one sunny day

last summer, they saw several white ravens and a heron

fishing in the falls.

Svartafoss was not as high a waterfall as Villingardalsfoss,

and it was also lower than the streams that cast themselves

over the cliffs at Kaldbaksbotn, but Svartafoss was still nicer

than any other waterfall. The rocks were black, and when

the sun shone they were wonderfully warm to touch and sit

on. Small red flowers glinted among the plants that grew

along the stream and hung from the rocks, and in the rock

crevices you could see bunches of yellow roseroots. L



called the high reeds that grew north of the waterfall “grass

knives,” and they were so sharp you could cut yourself on


Their mother said that rainbows also loved Svartafoss, and

her children believed her. It was at Svartafoss that the

rainbows’ colors were mixed. After that, proud and