Monday, January 13, 2014

Postcards from the Underworld: The Red Gate


When it's crappy weather outside and the shores of the Mediterranean seem a zillion miles away, that is the time I choose to fantasize about being in Greece, and what might lie beyond this red gate...



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  1. Ah, who knows? Mystery and adventure perhaps.

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    1. Loree has such a romantic heart!

      Sis, I love how you reach into your imagination to pull out a place that defies the one in which you momentarily find yourself. It's a sort of conjuring.

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  2. You make me want to go to Greece. I followed a blog from Oia on Santorini. Perhaps one day.

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    1. Donna, This photo was taken on Santorini - I do hope you are able to visit some day as it is unforgettable.

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  3. You have a magic carpet imagination, Amanda, a gift as swell as the ability to step into Hemingway in Paris .

    I wish Greece for you soon.

    Love
    kj

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    1. Hemingway's tall cotton but thank you for the compliment! My connection to Greece seems rooted in many past lives, and I'm hoping to return this year~

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  4. exactly, not only to dream about it but become also some preparations:)

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    1. And you lucky lady will be doing just that soon - I look forward to posts about Skiathos!

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  5. I long to dip my toes, and more, in some warm salt seas.

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  6. Follow wherever the red gate leads, unless it's over a cliff!

    Blessings and Bear hugs.

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    1. Haha - actually it does lead over a cliff!! The photo was taken on Santorini where the houses are built into the edge of an ancient volcanic crater!

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