Daily life on a greek island through the eyes of a local-alien, still 'foreign' even after more than 40 years residence. This 'foreigner' is a local-KIWI-alien so there is a New Zealand flavour to my writing. Photo above is the tranquil view from Pukehina Beach, Bay of Plenty, New Zealand.
For cathy
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Cathy at https://cranethie.com/
Wanted to know what the back of the mosaic blanket looks like
It’s not ugly at all. Not as nice as the front but I think i...
Pretense
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Louisiana weather this morning. Hot and clammy. The PONette is not a great
fan of hot and clammy.
While we're in the cool of the kitchen the bell at the ...
Paris after dark - 8
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This is a composite image — two separate photos "stitched" together in
Photoshop.
I'm posting it at a very large size, so you can enlarge it to get a closer...
Online Weather.
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This (below) is my online weather forecast page; you might possibly use the
same service, or at least something very similar.
It tells me just about eve...
Learning is fun
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I spotted this colourful mural on the back of the school hall at the local
High School here in Greymouth. With words featured on it such as
"discussions...
Andra Day - Rise Up
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I love this song, obviously inspired by Maya Angelou.
An anthem for keeping going.eh?
It’s Saturday night and I’ve just had a delightfully hot long shower ...
Here we go......
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Coffee.....I never liked it until 20 years ago. Now I don't even start my
day without it! My youngest son gave me a cold brew coffee maker, and it
is ...
A day out
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Yesterday I was out all day on a trip with one of my study groups.
We went to Crows Hall, Debenham, Suffolk for a private tour of the hall,
garden,...
Cheap Veg and Fruit For The Pigs And For Us.
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That's a afternoon treat for the pigs. There's bread which a bakery gave
us a cardboard box of hard loaves and the fruit and veg was only 49 Cents a
b...
STILL HERE
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We are continuing to improve although still get tired quickly. On Tuesday
we felt well enough to have our flu vaccinations.
We have started going on th...
Lady Blanche Farm
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I recently picked this book up in a thrift shop, for no greater reason than
it looked like an older style novel. For 50 cents, I had nothing to lose.
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LAST DAY BEING PUBLIC
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*So. We are here.*
*My last public post. It's a bitter sweet day. I hate change. But this
was necessary for so many reasons. I do feel sad. Sad tha...
Snoozing
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Cats sleep, anywhere,
Any table, any chair
Top of piano, window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitte...
Working Hard
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When we first came to view this house the first thing P said was " That
fence is rotten. We'd have to replace that."
I wasn't particularly worried about ...
Waste Not Want Not
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Earlier this week I made a beef casserole and served it with some puff
pastry rounds. I don’t make my own pastry but I had a ready made slab in
the freezer...
In memory of Daisy Shepens
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A woman, Daisy Kathleen Schepens, dressed formally , wearing glasses.
Wellington girl Daisy, the daughter of solicitor George Alfred Hurley and
Elizabeth ...
Eggs
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Next door neighbour came over yesterday with some farm fresh organic eggs
for us. Her coworker had given her 4 dozen. Unfortunately the colours are
not...
Legend of the Dogwood
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We are in the midst of moving house so my time is limited
at the moment. Enjoy this bit of trivia.
Join us at My Corner of the World each Wednesday!
I Am Back !
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As the title says I am back blogging and hopefully more regularly than
once a year.
As many of you are aware I have had a bit of problem with the bladd...
Would we do it again?
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This is a photo of our farm in France, curtesy of the farm's new owners who
bought it in January 2020. Many were the hours we spent working on the
land, ...
Ukraine
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My grandfather was born in Odessa. I do not know when he came to Germany, I
found his father's death certificate in Berlin so I guess the whole family
move...
Mincemeat and Quince
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The days are getting shorter and the trees are beginning to shed their
leaves. The quince tree has done magnificently this year. The fruit
enormous a...
I write. I create. I observe and record my life, after 40 years, in Greece. I love to create either with my handy craft, cooking or writing. Freeform always. Keep it simple, keep the interest, make it useful. I write about my garden sometimes, my grandchildren and the different culture and traditions. My New Zealand up bringing was so different from this way of life that I do truly feel like an alien at times. Greece is home but so is my kiwi 'homeland'. I am a citizen of both and an alien in both.