If you've wearied from my effusive prose, my daily pontifications, and my outright weird observations...I won't apologize, but I'll let the pictures do the talking.
Here are a few from this morning's run--to and through the village of Finikounda, and then down the beach for a morning swim.
Finikounda--main street |
The harbor |
Our house is on the mountain in the distance |
Folk art at a local taverna |
You can ring my bell |
The big beach. Each section has it's own name. I like Anemomilos, the middle beach |
Home away from home |
Some crazy man running on the beach |
In the dunes |
Gimme shelter |
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