latest impressions

that is what we do during canicular days:

this "hühn" (odessa quote) went straight to our stomachs. strange feeling!

score of the week: 1 big spider of 10 cm diameter, 1 big black beetle, 1 cockroach being 8 cm long > who can beat me?

for all future visitors

we are melting away now as we are within the ten hottest days of the year here in cyprus... we have more than 40 degrees celcius each day on the scale. for all those who want to visit us, please check average temperature on that table below and then decide which month suits you best:

http://www.reise-klima.de/klima/42

:) hope to seeya soon!

by rasto

The winds come from the Turkish main, gain while crossing the sea, and rush up the mountain ridge right after reaching the northern coast.

 Then, suddenly cooled, they come down the other side, onto Melounta. 
From there, they angrily storm up one more hill on the south side of the village, Gatsourga, howl about the houses and take on towards the lower plains.

 They seem to be annoyed with the two low houses there being the last obstacles in their path towards the inner land. And so they moan in complaint and impatience. But, in spite of themselves, they bring and leave treasures:

 The scent of arabian jasmine, hints of salt from the sea and dung from the village. 
Traces of roses, and faint, faint perfumes of the stingy herbes that cover the mountains. 

The winds go on, ready to take any word spoken by man into the isle and the world. But no one speaks, all remain mute while they blow. Wise indeed, making the air's travel light and easy. As the moon guides the way.

 Only sometimes, there is an answer. When from the East comes that heavy breeze, working its way over the mountains towards the sea. Arabic air, holding little else than dust, aridity and heat. With all smells long left behind to waters who will never know what is cast upon them. 

It might be true, that the invisible winds yet change and enhance the colors and shapes of Melounta and the fields surrounding her.

 I might not be true. But the winds insist.