perceptions

Uff. Stuffed. Bloated. Trudging forward with a belly like a Bavarian on his 10th day of the Oktoberfest.

BUT it was a great, warm, inspiring, funny, long (literally from dawn till dusk!), full, tasty, wonderful day:



( Lots of pictures: This way, please... )

Aaah, we're ready! We've weeded and raked the garden, cleaned the veranda and oiled the wood, whitewashed the street and driveway, hoovered through the house, done my yearly window cleaning, hauled tons of ouzo and wine and food into the house, made tsatsiki, beets, my special pasta and eatingdrinkingmusicpleasureweatherpreparations preparations preparations for tomorrow - it's Greek easter time! PASXA! And as every year we have about 20 people coming over for a whole day of celebration.
Hubby's bouncing around for a week now in jubilant anticipation and nearly lost his good mood today when our friend Spyros called from Lesbos telling us that he couldn't find a ferry ticket to return with the two kazikis (goats) he went to pick up from his father's farm. Without kaziki = no real pasxa! But ha! This being Greece, a friend called a friend who knew a friend of a friend working in the harbour of Mittilini, and voila - the ticket was found.

Tomorrow I'll try and take pictures of happy people in the sun. Or, under our improvised garden marquee. Let's assume it won't rain; today feels like summer with 22 degrees Celsius and low wind forces.


Quick shot of the upper garden: In front the veranda, the green thingie in the back our improvised marquee. Blind cat Fenix approaching Mama.

Right. Off to shoot some more orchid pics. Flora and fauna-high over here, if you wish.