in Ancient Messini

self

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the whale

A whale found its way into my words.

It was big and soft like too much

love. And tender.

It was smiling. It knew

its way around my body and into

my heart.

It was blue. Or maybe grey.

It fed my belly with light

and water.

It stayed there for a while and taught me

how to swim

freely 

through

the oceans.

at Agoriani (on mount Parnassos)

whatever the question, the answer is always joy

looking for color

sometimes i lose my footing.

the once-gained ballance is gone.

i need to be silent then.

and loved.

i need to look for joy.

and color.



self-portait

this is the way i need to feel nowadays: silly, happy, childlike.

cooking

I was never a cook. I was not at all interested in how the delicious meals that I ate were prepared. For years had my mom been trying to show me how to make the basic every-day recipes, always warning me that I should learn how to do this in order to be able to cook for my family when that day would come. Which, of course, made me even more reluctant to enter the kitchen.

When I left home to go to college, I started cooking all the things a student cooks: fries and pasta. That was it!

But then, in the summer, I volunteered at several workcamps and there I had to cook for 20 people. And I LOVED it!!!! I loved the fact that the rest of the volunteers came back from their work hungry (starved actually) and that they were eager to eat. Suddenly, cooking was no longer a chore but a pleasure.

When Yiannis and I got married we bought a stove. And, yes, we are using it. Almost daily! We both love to try to cook things, even if we often fail. We also love to experiment with recipes. Again, cooking has become a pleasure. Perhars the secret is in having someone to share your food with :))

preparing Gemista

the filling of Gemista

preparing a pie

the pie filled with herbs, ready to be put in the oven

Stupid me forgot to take any after-shots. But you get the idea, right??? :)))

around Athens

December, 28th. A freezing day in Athens. So, of course, we take our motorcycle and head downtown. We leave the motorcycle and decide to spend the next 2 hours walking around the city.

 People can be very happy in this place.

Dogs can also be happy and relaxed.

We went to the fleamarket at Monastiraki.

 

And we let our dreams spread their wings all over the wintry sky.

Always searching for new ways to look into our life.