Saturday, April 23, 2011

from orchard to sea

After settling into our tiny wooden bungalow at the very chill and funky Bayram's, Molly and I decided to take a walk to the beach to see how far away it was. The cool breeze brought salt and the heavenly scent of orange blossoms, and the sun was warm enough to make us forget the rainy grey city we left behind. We set out down the road, cameras in hand, thankful for the sun.

To get to the beach, one must pay a very affordable three lira, as the area is a major historical site full of hidden Hellenic, Roman and Genoese ruins. We decided to wander off the main path into the woods to quickly scout out some of the crumbling structures and found ourselves in the most beautiful little orchard, dotted with flaming red poppies. I felt like a little girl again— exploring, inspecting and marvelling. Honeybees and unrecognisable beetles caught my eye, and the rustling of an animal in the brush conjured up images of mythical beasts in my mind. I was slightly disappointed to discover that it was just a very determined-looking chicken.

Hello, Mediterranean.


barbara said...

Wow! It's as if the dam has broken, all that problematic blog stuff you've been having and now in Greece you are able to just let go!

Pictures, as usual, just amazing, word pictures our Canadian spring is having trouble getting off the ground it's lovely to see all the sunshine and poppies and "stuff"! just love it all - ta!


szaza said...

Thanks, Barbara!

Actually, Olympos is in Turkey— they JUST lifted the Blogger ban this weekend! I am ecstatic!

I'm so glad you're enjoying the posts. More to come!