Northerly Gales, Southerly Gales...

The Milos area of Chorio on Saturday morning.

Almond blossom among the ruins in Chorio.

Damask roses in an old garden in Chorio.  That is Pedi bay with Turkey in the background.

Wild cyclamens seem able to survive in the most inhospitable places. This one is surrounded by cement, growing from the base of a house in Chorio.

Enjoying a patch of sunshine in Chorio.  If you look carefully you can see that the old lady has a companion, a small grey cat is looking up at her from the lower step.

A gap between rain showers on Tuesday morning. The view from my office window is not very inspiring today!

The windmills, clearly defined against the skyline.

Rain clouds rolling low over the Vigla, as seen from the harbour.  That is Lemonitissa church on the akropolis on the left.

Looking up at the Kali Strata area from the harbour.

Lemonitissa church, looming over the harbour.  Lemonitissa studio and apartment are in the trees to the right of the photograph.

The lane outside our office entrance.  
We have had every kind of winter weather except snow - northerly gales, southerly gales, clear skies, torrential rain... This winter will be remembered for an endless succession of storms and it isn't over yet.  Clean Monday, traditionally spent enjoying picnics in the countryside and flying kites, was a sodden gale celebrated largely indoors.  Blue Star ferries have more or less caught up with their schedule today and will be leaving Piraeus 3 hours late for the return trip to Rhodes, coming through Symi at 11.15 on Wednesday morning and expecting to get to Rhodes around 13.00.  They should however be leaving Rhodes again promptly at 15.00 and we should be able to depart on it when it comes through Symi at 15.30 en route to Piraeus.  We were originally intending to leave on Friday as we have business to do in Athens but as the forecast for Friday involves more strong winds we decided to play it safe and take the next boat out! The rain is expected to continue until early next week so there is not much we can do on the farm at the moment either, except listen to the rain on the roof and watch the terraces become increasingly water-logged!  The romance of island life begins to pall in winters such as this.  We have always had wet and windy weather in the winter but there used to be a few days respite between fronts whereas this year it has been pretty relentless.  All the ferry disruptions and hours spent steaming up and down in the lee of islands, waiting for conditions to improve to facilitate docking, must be costing the shipping company a fortune.

Have a good week!  My Friday blog, if it happens, will be from somewhere very different I hope!


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I sailed into Panormitis Bay, Symi, by chance one windy July day in 1993 and have been here ever since. The locals tell me that this is one of the miracles of St Michael of Panormitis. A BA graduate with majors in English, Philosophy and Classical Civilisation, the idea of living in what is to all intents and purposes an archaeological site appeals to me. Not as small as Kastellorizo, not as touristy as Rhodes, Symi is just the right size. I live on a small holding which my husband and I have reclaimed from a ruin of over-grazing and neglect and turned into a small oasis over the course of the past 22 years. I also work part-time for Symi Visitor Accommodation, helping independent travellers discover and enjoy Symi's simple pleasures for themselves.

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