It’s nice to meet old friends. Here’s an Icelandic troll I found at dawn on Easter two years ago.
Here is his neighbour’s head.
I figured if there was an old village site (Kekuli Bay Provincial Park), there’d be ancient ones in the rocks nearby. It’s pretty much a standard across the Fraser and Columbia Plateaus. Here’s another.
Here’s a similar one from Dimmuborgir, Iceland.
Sometimes water is involved. Here we are at Kalamalka Lake…
And here we are in Iceland…
The skulls and eye holes, and the troll lurking behind water, seem to be a theme. If you want to read the collective unconscious, just look at the world. We are walking through our minds.