This blue marble

– and yet it spins


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Stillness, Cretan mountain tea, and the Corfu trilogy

durrellTwo weeks of ashtanga yoga bliss on Crete was the perfect way to touch base. Now enjoying one more day of stillness, with Cretan mountain herbal tea and Gerald Durrell’s memories of summer days exploring nature on Corfu. This battered, faded, and apparently much-loved copy followed me home from the marine research base in Kenya last September (replaced with a book of my own). I had no idea then that I would be going to Greece in a year. This year a book on Istanbul followed me home from Greece so who knows what 2015 will bring.

But never-mind the present and future – I so wish I had been with Durrell and his eccentric family on sun-drenched Corfu in the 1930s.

“Each day had a tranquility a timelessness about it so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of the night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us glossy and colorful as a child’s transfer and with the same tinge of unreality.”

(Gerald Durrell)


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Timeout on the beach

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Starlit mornings devoted to ashtanga yoga. Afternoons spent listening to the rumbling ocean and reading summer books. Evenings passed enjoying Greek cuisine, the company of lovely yogis from around the world, and moments of afterthought.

I am taking a timeout on Crete. Sarveśām shāntir bhavatu. May there be peace in all.

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(Crete, Greece; August 2014)

(Triopetra beach image courtesy of http://www.cycladia.com)


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At the races

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Last year was quite the drama at Small Ships’ Race. Boats capsized in the wind and it was truly a game for only those who knew how to sail. This year was just another beautiful blue warm breezy summer day. Perfect for a leisurely game followed by a party on the landing. Once again I marveled at the ability of small town folk to dance, jump, and kiss like they were unknown to everybody – until the next day when the rumors began to gain color and momentum.

In a small town like Loviisa one’s business is everyone’s business. Except for the strawberries and cava in the orchard – only ours to enjoy!

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(Loviisa, Finland; July 2014)