It started well with one of our rare sightings of a migratory bird. Karin took this photo out our lounge window. I tried to sneak around the corner to get a clear shot but the bird took off immediately. It easily had a six foot wing span. I thought it might be a stork but the color appears wrong. The closest I could find on the internet is a Purple Heron, but the color is wrong there too. Any ideas?
The weather was warm but there was a strong North wind that I didn’t notice until we were driving our scooters into it. Even so we battled our way to the farthest point of the island from us to have traditional lamb on a spit with other expat friends.
Afterwards we stopped in Naoussa for coffee and happened to be there in the middle of their traditional commemoration and procession, the main element of which is very loud firecrackers.
Then back home, still in the sun, for a quiet evening recuperating from all the food, drink and noise.