Nature is full of colour. And a proper photographer should capture it. I have done that many times, as I should. But not today, not in those photos. Today I choose monochrome. I choose colour to be an

I heard the other day about a Norwegian lady in her seventies, that has visited 54 Greek islands. An impressive number for a foreigner that got me in the mood to count the number of the ones that I have

I returned home soaked in the aroma of blooming herbs. It has been a two weeks trip but it felt so much longer. Many changes of scenery, many friends that I hadn't seen in a while, a lot of outdoors work

It has been a long, hot and difficult week. Probably the worst I could have chosen for doing farm work. But I had arranged my trip before the weather forecast let us know about the extreme heat wave that

Apparently the "hop on - hop off" buses are very popular all over the world. What happened to the tourists, don't they like walking anymore? I have always thought that the best way to know a

After two days of cutting weeds, removing dead branches and tidying things up, the garden was almost descent. Nothing like it used to be when it had a full time gardener tending the trees, planting vegetables,

Walking at a seaside town will eventually lead you to the sea, one way or another. And if there is a medieval castle and colourful fishing boats there, that's even better! You know that I am a sucker for

I saw the sunrise from the deck of the ferry, a few minutes before I see the island of Crete coming closer and closer, as the ship was traveling on the peaceful sea. An hour later I was in Iraklio, the

It is time to hit the road for one more time or I should say "hit the sea" since I am on the ferry for Crete. A trip that I have done so many times in my life, as a child or as adult, for vacation

It is always there. Day or night. Winter or summer. Under the rain or the hot sun. It is always there. Staying still, motionless, stagnant. What if it was made to travel? To ride the iron roads crossing

The enormous black artwork, covering a big part of the building's front, was leaving no doubts. This was not going to be an exhibition easy to understand or even to accept. But art is not always pleasant.

Still bleary from a night with troubled sleep, I went to the window to look at the sky. It was the same as the days before. Reddish, gloomy, dreary. The Sahara dust keeps haunting us, hiding it's glorious

When the blue sky is not so blue and the bright mediterranean sun not so bright, what can a photographer do? Either turn into black and white, as I did in my previous post or take a macro lens and move

It was going to be one of those days. The air hot and humid, full of dessert dust coming all the way from Africa. The sky dark and reddish, as we are part of a dystopian movie. The brilliant spring weather

Natural dyes were the norm for thousands of years. People wore colourful cloths even from antiquity. Beautiful, earthy, natural colours provided from nature itself. It was only at the second half of the

My mind was getting a little fuzzy from all the things I had to do and all the racing thoughts that were spinning into my head. I remembered an old lady that once told me: When I have too many things to

I parked the car to the usual spot. It is one of those meaningless habits that I tend to develop. Do you know what I mean? Like camping under a tree for three times and then call it MY tree! Or looking

Disorder is not a mistake; it is the default. Order is always artificial and temporary. source This quote was on my mind as I was looking the old, vandalised VW transporter. It was in high school when

We started walking at dusk. The magical time when the town lights are glowing their pale yellow light and the sky is a dark, saturated blue. Moving slowly on the streets of the oldest districts in a dragging,

It seems like yesterday when I introduced to you @traisto, although it is almost three years by now. Back then we were living in Crete and "traisto" was just a name to sign her hand-woven textiles.