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Showing posts with label FACES ' PLACES. Show all posts

Kefalonia's Myth-Weaving and Spinning Neighbor


Does beauty love company?
Yes, it does!
And if this beauty happens to be a place rather than a person, how can it find suitable and worthy associations?
By being in the right neighborhood, of course!

Ithaca, beyond the myth
Vathy, Ithaca
Ithaca, Kefalonia's myth-spinning and weaving neighbor, is just as exquisite and bewitching. And, perhaps, a bit more alluring in its intrinsic charm.

All credit is due to its eternal mistress and her discerning ways!


"Yes, you can twiddle time in Ithaca unraveling the verses of the myth. Or you can spin and weave a new myth—your personal epic..."

➥ Read my full article here:
A HOMECOMING BEYOND THE MYTH

myth of Ithaca Greece

Kefalonia Photo Collection: All Shades of Blue

Kefalonia photo collection
Cover of KEFALONIA COLLECTION on G+

What is this?

A microblog?

A photo album?

A forum where the image tells the story?

All of the above! 

Plus, a place to see and follow links to Kefalonia related posts on my other blogs.

CLICK HERE to VIEW and FOLLOW the KEFALONIA PHOTO COLLECTION ON G+

(As of Spring 2019, the Collection is no longer available as the G+ platform was shut down by Google)

Happy Anniversary to the Joy Shared


Destination wedding Kefalonia Greece
Emma and Neal on the return journey from Koutsoupia Beach, Kefalonia
 If the internet is a wonderful thing, blogging is its most rewarding highlight. Four years ago today, on her one year anniversary, I wrote about the lovely bride who wore flip flops.

Today, some thousands of page views and an off-blog, real-life, friendship later, Emma and Neal are celebrating their 5th anniversary.

The words of Lord Byron I quoted four years ago seem all the more relevant today; I dedicate them once again to my wonderful friends—in gratitude for including me in their joy, and as a renewed wish for their life together:

 ❝To have joy one must share it. Happiness was born a twin.
❞

Refocusing on a Genuine Centerpiece

 

Kefalonia's churches and chapels: the aesthetics and location factor

 

If I claim to have been to more churches and remote chapels of Kefalonia than most local clergymen—or the devoutest members of their faithful flock—it would not be an exaggeration. 

And there isn’t one Kefalonian church or chapel that is not outstanding in some way, be it the architecture, the interior, the location, or all of the above.

Some are simple but perched on high hills offering breathtaking views that make one think that God had the best real estate agent! Others are so imposing in size or architecture that they dominate their humble surroundings and, aesthetically pleasing as they may be, their pomposity and grandeur is a stark contrast to their mission as places of worship and spiritual reprise.

St. Nicholas Church Svoronata Kefalonia Greece
St. Nicholas Church at Svoronata, Kefalonia

Byzantine meets Baroque

 

Most Kefalonian churches and chapels house unique treasures of great artistic merit in the form of elaborate ceilings, stunning Byzantine iconography and frescoes, old portable icons painted by well-known artists, historical manuscripts, and stunning wood-carved iconostases featuring intricate baroque elements. 

The bell towers are tall, distinctive and unattached from the church itself following the dictates of western architectural style rather than that of the eastern Orthodox tradition.

Search and you shall find


Many a time— in my photographic adventures or “missions” to record the island’s attractions for work-related projects—I found myself filling memory cards with hundreds of images of undeniably photogenic elements.

But not without a degree of guilt; I felt that I cheated myself (and my readers) since I was capturing the obvious. That is when I began to see rather than just look—and it must have been in the Church of St. Nicholas* in Svoronata.

It is a huge cathedral with one of the tallest bell towers of Kefalonia, an grandiose interior, a mezzanine, and embellished decoration from front to back and top to bottom. One could spend hours here gazing at and photographing the numerous objects and forms of ecclesiastic art.

Having done so and turning to leave, I noticed an unpretentious composition, sitting in the middle of the floor, that seemed out of place in this showcase church of elegance, ornamentation, and artistic excess.

On second thought, maybe it was the only thing that was in the right place…

oil candle Kefalonia church
Characteristic  Eastern Orthodox church fittings at St. Nicholas (Svoronata, Kefalonia): Traditional oil candle (foreground) and ornate floor tiles (background)

Non-extravagant spirituality

 

A battered wooden bench—not an intricate or fancy hand-carved stool—served as a resting hub for the makeshift oil candle that defiantly claimed its place among the exquisite chandeliers and bronze candle holders. A simple household glass—not a Tiffany or crystal utensil—held the olive oil, and an aromatic beeswax candle—used to reach and light the wick—rested on the side. Both were placed atop a simple, though a bit inappropriate in design, serving tray so as to protect the old bench from possible oil stains! This simple but genuinely beautiful composition competed on an equal basis with the geometric pattern of the traditional floor tiles.

Indeed, this is by far my favorite and most memorable image of this Kefalonian attraction, and one that alleviates my guilt for overly showcasing the obvious.
But habits are hard to break, so here’s the rest of that obvious.

St. Nicholas in Greek Orthodox tradition
Iconography and ecclesiastical art dedicated to St. Nicholas (Svoronata, Kefalonia)

 *note: In Greek Orthodox tradition, St. Nicholas is the patron of seamen. Folklore abounds with accounts of seafarers being pulled and saved from shipwrecks by the Saint. This belief is clearly depicted in the iconography of any church dedicated to Him. Seamen who leave for the faraway seas, and those who attribute their safe return to the Saint, often dedicate items in anticipation and gratitude. Aside from icons, popular dedications include replicas of ships. Some of these replicas are intricate and beautiful works of art, such as the ship replica on the left bottom of the image composition.

From Dartford, UK to New York, USA via Katelios, Kefalonia: more than a Geographic Hyberbole

WHO WAS IT THAT SAID "ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL?"

It started in August of 2011.

But it didn't start with a kiss, the kisses and hugs came much later! It all started with a message in my FB inbox:
"Hi Eleni , hope you don't mind me sending you this but I've just been reading your Kefalonia World! My husband and I have been going to Katelios for 20 years now —every summer without fail! We love your island! ... I just wanted to say I enjoyed your May blog after coming home to UK and rain yesterday!"

It was a message from Pam, a reader who had stumbled upon this blog and wanted to let me know that she enjoyed it. I accepted that friendship request and the rest, as they say, is history. I became "FB friends" with Graham, her husband, as well. I was still living in Kefalonia at the time and, after several virtual exchanges, we were to finally meet in the summer of 2012 when they were to visit the island once again. However, I relocated to New York in the spring of that year and the meeting never took place.

Sunrise over Katelios, Kefalonia
Sunrise over Katelios as seen from Markopoulo, Kefalonia
Sunrise over Katelios as seen from Markopoulo, Kefalonia
In October of 2012, Pam and Graham visited New York and we renewed our plans to get together. Well, you know what they say about "the best laid plans of mice and men.." Hurricane Sandy decided to put a damper on those plans (pun intended).

They were stranded in Manhattan and I was keeping my head above water out on Long Island. After surviving dangling cranes, submerged subways, and an emergency evacuation from their hotel, my - still - virtual friends finally made their way back to England. Plans were postponed once again.

October 2013 rolled around. Pam and Graham were to visit again, and we made plans once again. We were determined - but so were the elements of Nature! St. Jude, a long lost cousin of our Lady Sandy, made his way to the other side of the big pond this time. Fortunately, Pam and Graham's flight managed to take off before the storm became nasty, and we FINALLY got to meet in Manhattan!

I will stop the story here and let the images speak for themselves. Anything else would be an OXYMORON. But that's an inside joke that I cannot even start to explain in this limited space.
Suffice it to say that this is the first time I post photos on this blog that were not taken on Kefalonia.
But I think you'll understand...

Kefalonia lovers in New York City
Finally! Only a red light and the pavement of W 59th St.- Central Park South between us
Friends of Kefalonia World
Pam and Graham - from virtual to real friends
Kefalonia World friends in NYC
New York this time, Katelios next time?
P.S. I'm overjoyed and proud that this blog is about so much more than page views and all those numbers on Google Analytics. It's about views of cherished places, colors, sunrises, sunsets - and the feelings they evoke - shared with those who understand.
And Pam 'n Graham understand... just like Emma 'n Neal and Lynn 'n Andy do.
I feel fortunate in knowing each one of them.

Kefalonia's Holy Land


St. Gerasimos Church at Omala, Kefalonia
St. Gerasimos Church at Omala Valley, Kefalonia

Kefalonia's significant holiday

 

October 20th is the most significant religious holiday for Kefalonia as the island honors its patron saint. The commemoration festivities for Saint Gerasimos are held over two days. Then, the Valley of Omala comes alive with the devout, the curious, and the last tourists before the season officially shuts down. Some seek a cure or a miracle; others use the occasion as a family outing to enjoy the festivities. 

A matter of identity, beyond faith


Most Kefalonians have a peculiar relationship with their patron saint, sometimes contradictory to their everyday religious beliefs. It is a relationship that borders on familiarity and possession!
And tradition, of course.
And identity.
Besides, it is hard to find a family in Kefalonia without a member named Gerasimos.
St. Gerasimos Convent, Kefalonia
St. Gerasimos Church, Kefalonia
Litany at St. Gerasimos of Omala, Kefalonia
The Litany at Omala Valley, Kefalonia
Litany at St. Gerasimos of Omala, Kefalonia
Marching bands head the procession at St. Gerasimos Litany (Omala, Kefalonia)
Litany at St. Gerasimos of Omala, Kefalonia
Marching bands head the procession at St. Gerasimos Litany (Omala, Kefalonia)
Litany at St. Gerasimos of Omala, Kefalonia
Marching bands head the procession at St. Gerasimos Litany (Omala, Kefalonia)
St.Gerasimos, Kefalonia
The Convent grounds at St. Gerasimos, Kefalonia

When in Skala, Be on the Lookout!

Sometimes I get a bit arrogant about knowing everything there is to know about the island. I don't mean the usual tourist fare, I mean those it places that make the difference. Fortunately, once in a while I get to eat humble pie—sweet and served up by an old timer, nonetheless.
Views from the Vardiola at Skala, Kefalonia
Skala, Kefalonia

Oops! I missed this one

Take the small lookout point over Skala Beach, next to the Roman Villa.

I've passed it by dozens of times, have seen dozens of tourists posing for pictures, and, I've driven on, not giving it a second thought. Just another miniature square overlooking the sea, right? Let them folks go about their business and I'll go on with mine.

That was my perception of the spot till two years ago, in mid July. I had the privilege of a grand tour of Skala by one who knows it well. Mr. Panagis Travlos, a native of Skala, had served  as an officer of the local community and was eager to show me anything and everything I could endure to see before succumbing to the imminent heat stroke. Of course, he treated me as a visitor; being a mere Kefalonian, in the generic sense, did not qualify me as a local!

"Naturally, you know the Vardiola, where Skala's future was decided," he asked in the most casual way.
Now, I can be as quick on the uptake as the next person—even under grueling temperatures—but this one had me baffled.
"Yes, of course," I stuttered, trying to figure out what he was referring to.

No, this is not another miniature square

A vardiola is a Venetian term for "observatory" and there are quite a few ruins of vardiolas on Kefalonia Island, dating back to the Venetian Era. They are of discernible architecture and are (usually) perched high over the sea. Vardiolas served as lookout posts for observation of the seaways (for pirate vessels, perhaps). In modern times, locations offering a vantage, protected view of the sea are also referred to as vardiolas. I had no idea at the time!

Views from the Vardiola at Skala, Kefalonia
Skala and beyond

I get educated by a wise and proud man

So, back in Skala, on that hot July day, I was trying to envision whether I had seen a construction in the area that fit the bill. Mr. Travlos must have noticed my perplexed look and went on to explain as we made our way to the spot I had ignored so many times.

Prior to the devastating earthquakes of 1953, the village of Skala was quite a bit farther up the hillside, it was not a waterfront settlement. Most of the land around the village, including its present location, were potato fields! Yes, at the time, this was Skala's best-known product. The proximity to the sea and the sandy soil make for the most delicious potato variety.

The earthquake left no stone unturned and the citizens of Skala had to decide how and where to rebuild their village. Some wanted to rebuild at the original location so they could be near their fields and stock. Others argued that the village should be moved to the beachfront as this provided ease of access to the water for, among other things, bathing their herds of sheep before the annual shearing! Plus, the threat of a pirate attack was a thing of the past, an advantage not negligible in itself!

According to Mr. Travlos, around the time of the impasse, Skala was visited by the then Minister of Public Works (and later PM and President of the Republic), the late Konstantinos Karamanlis, as head of a commission for the reconstruction of the island.
As he sat to rest at the vardiola's present location and overlooked the span of Skala Beach, he (according to witnesses) said "You see where the sheep are running free now? I predict that in a decade or two, people from all over Europe will come in hundreds to enjoy this beautiful sea. Yes, the future of Skala is on the water, it is decided."  

And so it was decided, and so it was done.
Views from the Vardiola at Skala, Kefalonia
Overlooking the Ionian Sea from the Vardiola at Skala, Kefalonia
Views from the Vardiola at Skala, Kefalonia
Lookout point to all shades of blue
Lookout to the past and the future

Next time you're in Skala you may want to stop at the Vardiola and try to imagine potato fields behind you (and where the Main Street is today), and sheep sunbathing ahead of you (sans the beach chairs, umbrellas and sunscreens).

Try to visit the old settlement, there are some interesting ruins, a fountain, and some old churches of charming interior design. Though removed from the seafront, the old settlement offers far superior, panoramic, views compared to present-day Skala. And, don't forget to get chummy with a local, he may point you to an establishment that still serves those yummy Skala potatoes. Though the fields are now integrated into the modern settlement infrastructure, there is still  limited production, saved to be consumed by family and close friends.

Note: At the risk of dating myself, I'll share with you my first encounter with Skala. I remember hitching a ride with some of my schoolmates, on the back of an open truck that was going to Skala to pick up sacks of its renowned potatoes. My first view of its waterfront was countless sheep sleeping on the beach and under the pine trees. We got scolded upon our return for going, without permission, to a place so secluded that we could never find our way back home had we missed the truck's departure! 
Ah, time flies...
And changes everything...

As the Wheel Turns

The truancy note

It has been a while and I've truly missed communicating with all of you. 
Despite my absence, this blog has received hundreds of  visits each week that I have been away from the keyboard. 

As much as I would like to take the credit for this, I know that I cannot. 
It is Kefalonia itself that evokes the search and discovery. 

For days now I've been wanting to get back on track with the blog but was seeking an appropriate explanation for my readers. Earlier today, in a message exchange with a new friend of Kefalonia World, the real reason dawned on me: I miss my blue skies, yellow hills, stunning sunsets, turquoise sea, crashing waves, and proud seagulls so much, that I've been in denial. However, never one to crumble, I'm adjusting to the idea that while I'm in New York, all of you have a right to go out and enjoy all the above mentioned pleasures. 

Lake Karavomylos, Kefalonia
The water wheel at Lake Karavomylos, Kefalonia

Have a blast in Kefalonia, Im certain that you'll love her as much as I do.
 And what a better way to get back into "all things Kefalonia" for summer than to showcase some of my favorite places and things. Some, of course, are well known attractions but most will be those special treats I indulge in and share with my friends.
 
Now, on to LAKE KARAVOMYLOS (*)
Lake Karavomylos, Sami Kefalonia
Serene waters on the promenade side of Lake Karavomylos
Water wheel, Karavomylos - Kefalonia
Millions of waterdrops, dancing in unison (Karavomylos)
So much has been written and shown about Lake Karavomylos—as no tourist guide worth the paper it's printed on omits this site—that I deem it redundant to elaborate on mundane things like whereabouts, geological significance, natural beauty, etc.

Less frequently, though, you will see a description of its most appealing characteristic: this place manages to emit absolute peace and serenity even when swarmed by busloads of tourists. All you need to do is close your eyes, listen to the unrelenting turn of the water wheel, ponder on the journey of a single water drop, and daydream.

Lake Karavomylos, Kefalonia
Serene and picture-perfect every time

And if something seems to be caressing your feet, don't be alarmed, it's only the sun and the breeze taking turns from behind the huge eucalyptus trees.
Unless it's a duck...
Neither should cause you to shift the mind's gear—it's part of the magic and you really don't want to break the spell!

(*) post dedicated to some new friends here in the U.S. who are , objectively, more entitled to call this lake theirs than I could ever be
. 😀

The Sweeping White of a Lady Angered

Crashing waves at Pessada, Kefalonia
A sea swell exploding on breakwaters at Pessada, Kefalonia

It is a lady's prerogative to be unpredictable, and the sea is definitely a lady.

As such,  she is flattered by flamboyant descriptions as to her virtues; she even tolerates wish-washy praises about her character.

Her natural state is absolute calmness, dressed in stunning shades of blue.
But just when you think you've got her all figured out, she'll remind you that she can be capricious, moody, vain, and fierce.

She'll rise, darken, and send out her signals in waves. At times, though, her vices are overwhelmingly deceitful.

Like when she seems calm on the surface but swells and crashes with a sweeping roar, staying just as beautiful when unleashing her fury.

That is the time to stand back in humble admiration.
Give her time, it will pass.

In the Company of Perfect Strangers

Makris Gialos Beach, Kefalonia in October
Makris Gialos Beach, Kefalonia (in late October)
There's an unspoken understanding and a silent solidarity between people who frequent some of my favorite places on the island. Communication is carried out mainly by glances, smiles, nods and gestures. Faces become familiar after a while and there's an inherent understanding and respect for that space that each of us is allotted for fulfilling the purpose of his visit.

A fisherman, a woman walking her dog, a couple waiting for the sunset, a jogger, an amateur photographer—each with their own agenda. Once in a while, after some familiarity is established, the nods and gestures are accompanied by a few substantial words and suggestions:
"...over those rocks you'll get a better view of the seagulls" 
"if you really want to capture some big waves, you should come in the morning"
or the inevitable question:  
"....do you ever publish these photos, is anyone interested in seeing winter images?"

I have learned so much from my "comrades in solitude." A fisherman gave me a condensed course in understanding weather so I can choose the right place and time for perfect clouds and colorful seas. An English couple tipped me off as to the purple skies of dusk that I might miss at Ammes Beach if I leave right after sundown. A jogger at Makris Gialos made a slight detour to leave some footprints so that my photo (above) would turn out less bland. Without a word, just a bow and a smile before he returned to his original path.

Thinking about this the other day, I found myself humming some lyrics from an old tune. One I haven't even heard in years, but so appropriate for the situation; it really describes what all us strangers do when smiling, nodding, and gesturing to each other in places of solitude...

Yes,indeed,
❝ We fill out the missing colors 
In each other's paint-by-number dreams...❞
(from Jackson Browne's The Pretender, paraphrased a tiny bit)

Archived Kefalonia Moments and Memories

From time to time I run into some long forgotten photos, in a mislabeled file folder of my hard disk, that bring a big smile to my face. Not because they are good images but because they are associated with extraordinary moments, people, or situations.
Such as the two photos below.
I'll explain...
Fishermen at Spartia,Kefalonia
Preparing the nets @Spartia, Kefalonia
Fishing nets and snowstorms

The image above was snapped with a pocket digital camera in January 2006.
An extraordinary period for Kefalonia, by any definition. We had a severe and unprecedented snowstorm that knocked out power lines, causing a 3-day total blackout! 
 
There was not much to do in the house without electricity, running water, telephone, or internet service. The only battery still working was that of the car and the pocket Canon. So, I found myself wandering to the village of Spartia where I could at least bask in the crisp, bright sunshine. The fishermen on the small quay of Klimatsias Beach were going about their business—so I went on with mine!

(A couple of years later, this photo was used by the former Municipality of Livatho as a poster, breaking ground since it was the first time that a winter photo of the island was used in official promotional material.)
Fishing boat at Paliouras, Kefalonia
Claiming the day's meal @Paliouras Bay, Kefalonia
It isn't what you think!

I followed this fishing boat from Antisamos Beach to the smaller bay of Paliouras, on the outskirts of Sami. Walking along the edge of the road above the bay, I was snapping away. My viewfinder was aimed at the seagulls that circled the boat trying to convince the fishermen to part with a portion of their catch and dedicate it to a good cause!

As the huge mast to the left came into view, I almost tripped over the edge in a futile effort to see the vessel it belonged to. I will never forget how silly I felt a year later when, while crossing this bay by boat, I discovered that the mast is actually part of the architecture of a villa overlooking the beach!

No Mountain is High Enough

to keep me away from...
Platis Gialos, Kefalonia in winter
Winter landscape (Platis Gialos, Kefalonia)
Snow-covered Mt. Aenos was majestic, I'll admit that.
Those bonding snowflakes were a delightful reprise.

But, one must eventually return "home." 
Back to the place where zillions of sand grains bond with a purpose. Sometimes their aim is to withstand the battering of the angry sea, other times to provide the canvas for lazy waves to turn into shapes and whispers...
View to Vardiani Islet, Kefalonia
Vardiani Islet viewed from Platis Gialos, Kefalonia

Lagging Winter

Winter colors of Kefalonia
Winter Scenes, Kefalonia




I never lose an opportunity to state that I'm partial to spring and summer as opposed to autumn and winter. In color palette jargon, I'd be a "blue-white-green person," as opposed to an "orange-gold-grey person." 

However, the last few years have been messing up with my color-scheme seasonality.

Summer lingers on for a while longer, making me more tolerant and forgiving of the season at hand. Autumn seems to have totally lost its sense of timing, lingering into the holidays, making me a bit more indulgent to the calendar's indication. 
Winter colors of Kefalonia
The colors of autumn spilling into winter @Kefalonia
These long transitions are absolutely fabulous. The gray and rainy days—inadvertently interposed between the fabulous sunshine and unusually warm temperatures—become bearable.

Under these conditions, I can venture as far as enjoying a cloudy day or two, or even appreciate the orange,yellow and gold hues around me.

As long as this game of seasons does not spill into spring!
Winter colors of Kefalonia
Moody Mt. Aenos, Kefalonia
Winter colors of Kefalonia
Fruit's on, leaves off!
Winter colors of Kefalonia
Pomegranate tree at Kambitsata, Kefalonia
Winter colors of Kefalonia
Perky daisies growing among fallen leaves
Winter colors of Kefalonia, diospyros lotus tree
Diospyrus Lotus tree (persimmon) @Kambitsata, Kefalonia
Winter colors of Kefalonia
Colorful contrasts on a dull grey day
Winter colors of Kefalonia, Olive grove
The last of the olives waiting to be picked

Better Luck Next Time

It is a game of endurance and persistence—one I often lose, but without regrets or grudges. The location provides ample opportunity for capturing one of those shots that you pat yourself on the back for managing.

Spasmata, Kefalonia fishing in winter
Winter light (Spasmata, Kefalonia)

The setting


The rocky outcrop to the left of the beach is home to dozens of seagulls—nesting their young, flying to-and-from in interesting formations, and doing all sorts of inconceivable acrobatics.

The towering white rocks to the right provide a stark background for fishermen casting or pulling in their nets.

Straight ahead are the cloud formations over the peninsula of Paliki, indicative of the weather's general intentions for the next few days.

A few yards to the back is the end of the airport runway, with no surprises in activity this time of year.

Dispersed throughout the small bay are a number of fishing boats, some farther out, one or two to the right towards the white rocks. You'd think that it would be a matter of minutes before I'd get that desired shot.

Well, it isn't that simple...
Fishing near White Rocks, Kefalonia
Fishing near White Rocks, Kefalonia

The players


I can vouch for this; here, on this small bay, are the most uncooperative seagulls and fishermen on the entire island!

The birds seem to take off from their rocky haven only when I'm distracted doing some mundane task—like changing lenses or shifting position to avoid numbness.

The fisherman seems to (intentionally?) let the boat drift sideways to a most inconvenient (for the camera) position.

Is it possible that man and birds may be in cahoots? 
Yes, a conspiracy is clearly indicated.

No worries, I will be back


On this particular day, my "catch" was menial.
But it never fails!
Just when the dampness of the day began to overwhelm my bones and I just had to leave, it happened. The fisherman started to pull the net in, and a cloud of seagulls flocked over the boat to claim their share of the loot. A perfect window of opportunity for snapping some interesting shots.

But I was already in the car, no sense turning back.
Maybe next time...

Island Life in the Slow Lane

Agios Sostis harbor at Pessada, Kefalonia
Getting "all my ducks in a row" at Pessada harbor, Kefalonia

Since it is impossible to avoid reality all of the time, I've made a pact with self. Monday through Friday I'll worry about the problems of the Euro zone, the banking system's junk bond portfolio mess, the potential euro collapse, the price of gasoline, etc, etc, etc.

But when the weekend rolls around, I'll do a complete reset.

Armed with the usual gear plus lots of unfounded and reckless—but essential—optimism, I drive along familiar roads and tracks, stopping randomly at  favorite spots. The weather, so far, is my best ally and most reliable accomplice. These tiny escapes are instrumental in building the necessary stamina for the Mon–Fri stretch.

Soak up enough sunshine and you too can have all your ducks in a row!

Agios Sostis Harbor at Pessada, Kefalonia
Pessada, Kefalonia (Mt. Aenos in the background)

fishing boats at Pessada, Kefalonia
Floating on clear aqua-blue waters
Pessada, Kefalonia
Lazy days for everyone, basking in precious autumn sun
Pessada, Kefalonia
Life in the slow lane at Pessada, Kefalonia
Spasmata Beach, Kefalonia
Off-season calm at Spasmata Beach, Kefalonia
Minies, Kefalonia
November serenity at Minies, Kefalonia
Agia Pelagia, Kefalonia
Succumbing to to the natural healing power of proximity to the sea (Agia Pelagia, Kefalonia)