fleeting memories, or how we try to capture the place we were at in images.....
|for a week we had breakfast on the terrace with this fabulous view|
entering Saint George
|there were quite a few of these cabinets by the roadside, a stark reminder of those killed in road accidents.....on the top shelf icons, candles and silver foil, the lower compartment containing the more mundane cleaning paraphernalia|
|brother, sister and self|
|a hike through the olive groves, the bees were already very busy over here|
|and after our hike we felt we both deserved a drink|
|this has been our third Club Med vacation with the extended family on my side, fifteen in all....I can safely say we have all enjoyed it immensely (and look forward to next year)|
|old olive tree|
just minutes after having read about the Brocken Spectre in Robert Macfarlanes 'Mountains of the Mind', I happened to witness this natural phenomenon out of the airplane window!
from sunny Greece to cool Holland, from air to earth, back home once more, where two dark tulips greet us, making a staggering total of just