Just when the earthy, muted tones of October begin to get monotonous, a perky, vibrant color emerges here, there, everywhere. It's cyclamen season!
I remember as a child being fascinated by them. Such a non-basic, unconventional color!
I recall collecting a bunch to present to my grandmother - only to be reprimanded by her, in absolute terror, as she watched me walk in with my gift in hand. Folklore had it that bringing cyclamen into the house would turn sour the new wine that was still fermenting in the basement. Unbelievable!
Ironically, now that grandma has long since passed away, and wine no longer ferments in the basement, I have no desire to cut cyclamen. All I want to do, nowadays, is look and admire....

Cyclamen in bloom, Kefalonia

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