I have been avoiding writing lately like the plague but tonight it happened – I ran out of excuses. After work we went in town (Ioannina) in the late morning to do a million errands and by the time we got back in the late afternoon it was too late for our daily rest. Instead we ate a very late lunch/early dinner, I did some bookstore work and then, well, then I wasted time on Facebook and the internet for a while until even that seemed “finished.” So then all I was left with were my iPad, keyboard, some candles, a glass of water, and a quiet night. No getting away from it…. Continue reading
Well hello, hello. It’s been a while, eh? Wow, actually, I had NO idea how long until just now when I went and checked to see when I last posted. 2 months! Yeesh! I blame the bookstore, heh. A lot has been going on! Below are pictures from the past few months – starting, and finishing, the painting (some help from friends & Kostas, but most of it by me), setting up a temporary work station until my desk is built, meeting with the craftsman who will be building my desk and the shelves, and doing some minor decorations and things to get the villagers interested. There has also been a LOT of behind-the-scenes office and paperwork, but that did not make for terribly interesting photos! Continue reading
This is a two-part post – the first is some emotional rambling, which you can skip if you want to get to the fun part below ;) I wrote this first part in the afternoon, after I had woken up from a much-needed nap (I was under the weather the past few days and my body was still attempting to re-energize itself) and was feeling a bit “off” emotionally. Now, some hours later, I am not totally “on,” but the heavy thoughts that were clouding my emotional view have partially slid out of my head (to where, I don’t know – maybe onto the floor and I subconsciously kicked them under a rug) and so I am feeling a bit more settled. Continue reading
Sometimes I forget I live in “Greece,” as in, some crazy, foreign country to which most of the people I know have never even been (but about which people hear a LOT of news, a significant amount of which is over-dramatized or flat-out incorrect – but that’s another subject entirely!). Most of my days, I am just living, not in “Greece,” not “away from America,” but just, you know, living. Working, cooking, laughing, hugging, crying, singing, loving – the list goes on.
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The sky is inky black – the darkness has enveloped the village from the tips of the tallest trees to the soil underneath. Lighting cracks open the sky in short bursts, then gets swallowed up again just as fast. It’s raining, but not heavily – plink, plonk, you can hear the fat drops slowly hitting dry leaves, tile and tin roofs, the street below. I’m sitting on the balcony, no lights save a candle on the coffee table, the muted twinkling of some old, yellowed Christmas lights, and the computer screen in front of me. On the couch beside me, a cup of hot tea on a coaster, and at my feet, Tsarlie, sitting, uneasy about the weather, pushing up against my leg. Continue reading
Someone asked me that the other day – a reasonable question as I haven’t posted anything since mid-June, almost 3 months now. My instinctual response, which I gave her, was “No! Of course not! I’ve just been super busy.” This is true – I have been super busy. All of July I did not work in the bakery but instead took an intensive, 4-hours-a-day Greek class at the university and then did Greek homework at night (as well as the usual life stuff), and the afternoons were so very hot that, like everyone else who lives in a hot climate in the summer, I was forced to rest in the afternoons for a few hours because of how the heat saps any semblance of energy out of the body. Continue reading
A common question for children the world over is, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” For me, it was always an easy answer – I was enthralled by nature at an early age, a passion which was supported by my mom who never batted an eye at the plethora of flora and fauna that made their way into our house and up into my bedroom to reside in my terrarium – so only adults who did not know me were surprised when I would look up into their faces and answer, “an entomologist.” Um, what?
For those who don’t know, entomology is the branch of zoology dealing with insects. I loved the creepy-crawlies, was endlessly fascinated by their incredibly intricate structures and seemingly determined, efficient movements, and could spend hours upon hours just staring at them as they went about their little creepy-crawly worlds. Continue reading