Viðareiði is a really small town, the northernmost settlement in the Faroe Islands.
We are only 352 people living here, but don't get me to count the sheep!
In the smaller places, we don't have sidewalks, we simply walk in the middle of the road, and when cars are approaching us, we step to the sides.
Our local and much photographed church turned 125 years old in 2017. It's not that we didn't have churches before that, we did. They were located so close to the edge, that the heavy breakers took them down. Legend says that the coffins buried there, floated to Hvannasund, the neighbour village, and were transported back to Viðareiði and buried in the new churchyard. That's why the gravestones are dated way longer back than the age of the church.
What a magical place! I'm in love with that church, great subject of photography in a landscape like that <3