Yesterday was a good day. To be clear, I do see most days that way; I can usually find occasion to smile and moments of gratitude. Unusually, yesterday was aware how good it was, too, and reminded me frequently. Now, it's almost daylight when I leave the house in the morning, telling me Spring is … Continue reading Sunset on a Good Day
20:05 03-09-2017 Tholos restaurant, Symi, Greece. Waiting for good friends to join me for dinner. A glass of wine and the evening traffic keep me entertained. I've written about this restaurant before. Here and there, and elsewhere, my favourite, anywhere.
For a final Saturday-swim that day, the salty-feisty sea-dog and her fine-warm human took me to the Light House beach at Kiotari. Earlier, we'd ventured into the blue and then relaxed cheek to cheek. The freddo cappuccino, the laid-back soundtrack, the soothing shade and the cooling sea provided the ultimate chill on a hot afternoon.
Me, with salty-feisty sea-dog and captain of our trip, Zumba, in the beach tent at Lachania, Rhodes, Greece. Just after our first swim, not our last, into the blue.
One September Saturday, together with a good friend and her salty-feisty sea-dog, we went swimming here. At Lachania, on the island of Rhodes, Greece, the beach is close enough to the village to take its name and distant enough to keep its integrity.
First, there was Summer School.Then, we formed #TeamOutlier.Together we made this thematic analysis poster.Next, our band of women, armed with colored pens, moved on to draw a discourse analysis poster.On the final day, in the final hour, one #TeamOutlier member made this. We all felt it mattered, so we took this picture. Then we left … Continue reading Stuff We Made at Summer School, by #TeamOutlier.
Silently and quickly, he stood up, leaned over, removed my sunglasses and smiled at my eyes. 'That's better', he said. And he sat down. The companionable silence resumed. We stared out to sea once more, from time to time glancing at each other - almost coyly. And smiling. Because we knew. There will never be … Continue reading Not The Last Time