It happens to me to lack control on words. Sometimes. It’s when I am just full of barren words, like a field lacking vegetation, and I don’t believe enough on the power of the written language.
Photography helps me, encourage me to describe what I see when it is clear to me that words will not come easy. Photography has a language whose grammar is freer and where I can set my own rules.
Here are some shots I took during my trip in Greece, an airy, bright, wild and blue country. As blue as the sky that hosts no clouds, not as sadness.
Below is Egremni beach, in Lefkada. It feels like heaven on earth. One of the most beautiful beaches I ever seen but perhaps the most difficult to reach (350 stairs). It’s definitely worth it, though.
All the picture below were taken in Mitikas. There is no much online to read about this little town in the province of Preveza. Here a little ouzeri runned by a outgoing fisherman is an hidden gem on the beach with a view on the Ionian oriental sea. The ouzeri, a rustic tavern where you get served ouzo and small finger foods, is no more than a place where you can find your little blue chair, have a seat, grab some food and admire the beautiful emerald sea. Peaceful.
Greece looks out the Mediterranean sea with a mountainous coastline which makes driving a car challenging. Main roads on a map are not more that little curvy local streets, often passing through little towns where Greek pensioners sit on slatted-wood chairs literally on the street. You can almost catch in one breath the millennia that passed over this land without altering its native beauty.