Jeff—Saturday
For the first time in thirty-five plus years it’s looking less and less likely that I’ll make it to Greece this year. I’m not at all happy about that, because Mykonos is the place I consider home, and so many there I regard as family.
But my family—on both sides of the Ocean—have counseled me not to make the journey. I pray for them that I shall regret my decision, and 2020 will be a glorious summer like none Mykonos—and all of Greece—has seen in many wonderful years.
Still, there are so many comparisons and contrasts to make between what’s available on Mykonos, and in Northwest New Jersey that I don’t know where to start. On Mykonos I have the Aegean Sea. Here on the farm there’s the pond.
I think we can stop the comparison bit right there.
I’m not complaining, mind you, I’m blessed with a wonderful place to live in America, and it’s glorious to be here when Spring turns green, after a long and unbalanced winter. Besides, Barbara and I get to share our nuptial year together in blissful quarantine. What could possibly be better than that?
Please don’t ask Barbara that question, as she’ll undoubtedly have some witty retort to offer at my expense. :)
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| Not wedding presents. |
Nevertheless, here’s a brief glimpse of where we’ll be hanging out for likely the rest of 2020, and only God knows how much beyond. The great photos were taken by Mrs. Siger; the others by moi.
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| Our portal to the world. |
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| Can you make out the rock in the foreground of the Great Blue Heron? |
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| It's actually a turtle |
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| And these are turtle totter treats. |
Now on to a few “can you see these hidden images?”
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| An evil dragon |
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| An evil eye |
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| An evil bird |
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| The End |
Stay safe, y’all.
By the way, here’s a look I first picked up at the farm twenty-five years ago. Should I go for it again?
—Jeff
