That Greek Blue

My blog ...postcards, musings and observations on life

It’s dinner time!

It’s dinner time…   But I am loathe to share! And I have a question:  “Just how long do they think my neck is?” But I guess there is method in their madness…     …as there is more than enough to go round! Frannie xx          © 2014 Francesca Muir

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With the wisdom of Athena’s owl

 Be off my wonderful, fine Friend. Cammeray, Sydney – Australia          Fly with the winds behind you, Sydney Harbour –  Australia the sun over you Cremorne Point, Sydney – Australia and the world at your feet. Oia, Santorini – Greece Take with you my love,  Vienna – Austria My admiration    Oia, Santorini […]

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The colours of the Sydney Fish Markets

The Sydney Fish Markets are a rainbow of delight… from the silver slivers of the Atlantic salmon…  to the golden eyes of the orange sea bass. Then there’s the gentle pink hues of the New Zealand snapper … And the luminous emerald of the Green-lipped mussel… Not forgetting the gentle baby pink underbelly of the octopus.   There’s […]

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The hues of the earth

… reflect a tranquility and calm… …strut around with noisy abandon…   …are cheap…   … a labour of love…     … whittled into a dying art form …   … ride the crest of silent waves…   … create surprises around every corner   …provide welcome relief under the shade of ancient olive trees…   […]

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Shades of coral

 Shades of coral… … are sometimes darker in hue…  … an explosion of warmth and perfection… … often too good to be true… … whether in flight…   … or simply looking at you! Found first thing in the morning… … or sometime around sundowner…   … often in the oddest of places…   … […]

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Winter fruit

An icy snow-bitten wind snaps at the fronds of the Monstera Deliciosa… The Fruit Salad Plant… Particularly apt here as its shredded leaves frame a pyramid of limes basking in the winter sun Where bitter sweet kumquats glow and patiently wait to be marmalade As a tumble of pomegranates masquerade as camellias And ever-delicious expats […]

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Getting my feet wet

Dipping my toes in… Always tentative and somewhat nervous – though of what I have no idea Crashing in, it swirls around my ankles Glistening bubbles chattering away at my toes A momentary gasp. Cold! But then the ocean and my feet part company And we are left on the sand… Damp and invigorated. I […]

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