Pictorial blethers

By blethers

In the wind

At the roadside above Polyrinia, where the old Greek wall merges with the rye grass, the wind blows the eye in waves against the blue of the Ionian Sea. The Gravousa Peninsula, the westernmost peninsula on Crete, kept a wreath of cloud all through this blue and magical day.

And I found a big bag of wild oregano in a tiny shop. Joy.

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