It finally rained. After months of dry skies and endless heat, the sound of water falling felt almost unfamiliar. I woke up to the scent of wet earth, a smell I had forgotten I loved. The summer dust seemed

Here in the northern hemisphere, summer is slowly fading away. The September equinox is behind us, and as the days grow shorter and shorter, a casual evening walk turns into a night stroll, at least in

When I was a child, I had a strange little hobby that kept me busy for hours in the basement of our house. I used to collect old, half-burned paraffin candles, leftovers from holidays, birthdays, or just

The GPS was telling me that I would reach my destination in less than a minute. The route I had taken wasn’t long, less than an hour, but the second half was so enjoyable that I wouldn’t have minded if

We are approaching the 15th of August, a date often considered the very heart of the Greek summer. There’s a kind of national obsession with spending these days away from home. It doesn’t really matter

When @traisto told me that she had learned how to make beeswax balms, I didn’t really know what to expect. I’m not much into cosmetics, and I’ve never been the kind of person who keeps a row of creams

I’ve spent more time in the chicken coop than I ever needed to. Far more than the chores required. When I first started keeping poultry, I never imagined I’d one day describe them as fascinating. And yet,

July was not a good month. At least not for me. It felt too hot, too heavy, and far too difficult to find a steady rhythm. The fact that I took my camera out only once, just for a handful of pictures for

I started learning English when I was six years old. Back then, most children in Greece didn’t begin until a little later, usually around the age of eight or nine. But my godmother, who was herself an

This is the third summer since we left rural Crete and the slow, particular rhythm of village life. The shift to a town, even a small one, brought a whole new pace, a different kind of routine. A lot of

This is a sunset I didn’t want to see. It was stunning, breathtaking in its intensity, painted in deep reds and dramatic shadows but beneath all that beauty, there was a kind of grief. The dark clouds

I am sitting on a park bench, looking at the castle and wondering how many times I’ve seen it over the past two and a half years. Thousands, for sure. Since I started spending most months of the year here,

The lower part of Monemvasia castle town, turned out to be my favourite one. More spacious, less busy and equally beautiful with the rest of the town, it gave me the feeling that if I ever wanted to live

Having dogs all my life, dog-sitting for a friend is something that I can do, not only effortlessly but with pleasure too. Even if we are talking, not for one little doggie but for four, large sized, guard

Sitia is technically a town but it feels like a village. Built on a hillside, overlooking a serene bay on the east end of Crete, it is more of a calm sanctuary, rather than a busy town on a touristic island.

My grandmother's roses greeted me, as I stepped out of the car and it was more than I was expecting! I haven't been in this house since December and the sight of the blooming roses was a pleasant surprise.

As soon as I saw this blooming tree, I knew that it was time for a photo walk. The first days of my visit, it was raining and I hadn't been out much. But now the weather was brilliant and the colors of

It is funny how sometimes, when I live for years next to an attraction, like an archeological site, a landmark or even a night club, I never visit it, no matter how much I want to. And then I move away,

Time to hit the road for one more time, following the pendulum of my life, from the mainland to my home island. As usual, I tried to make the most of the trip, making scenic detours, fitting in between

This year's yacht show in Nafplio passed without any interest at my end. Actually I saw it only as a metal fence along my walk on the pier and a wall of boats, blocking my view. Do I sound like a grumpy