Reading his newspaper every morning, was one of his daily routines, especially after his retirement. He used to cut articles from the newspaper, on subjects he knew we were interested in, and give them to us so we can stay informed.
That’s one small memory of the many precious recollections I have of you!
To my grandpa, a special person. I will miss you!
With their matching red ribbons, they were a perfect match. My cousin sat on the floor and cuddled with our lovely dog Rudy. He was so happy that he sat there taking in the full attention and love she was giving. Both of them, were enjoying the moment and it was as though they were left in each other’s arms. Although is was just for a moment, their warm aura filled the room.
Witnessing this tender and loving scene, I couldn’t resist the urge to freeze the moment.
A Photo a Week Challenge: Red
A story by the Danube river…
… During their winter promenade by the Danube river, something unexpected got their attention from the other side of the river, so they moved closer to the river bank. The father, as an adult with more experience and knowledge is trying to give an explanation to his little one, who listens carefully to his story.
After a long pause, they continued staring at the the river and slowly both of them immersed in their own thoughts!
This quiet and beautiful moment though did not last for long, because they were interrupted by the other members of the family.
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Each year in June the flood festival, known as Kataklysmos*, is taking place in each coastal town of Cyprus, which is celebrated 50 days after Orthodox Easter on the day of the Holly Spirit.
It is an open-air fair with the stalls set up alongside the seashore selling crafts, toys, hygiene items, traditional food and sweets.
The most popular custom of the day of Kataklysmos is the throwing of water to one another. A custom we really enjoyed when we were younger.
*Cataclysm comes from the Greek word Kataklysmos which means “a deluge or flood.”
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There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.
– Jane Austen
When our family friend from Slovakia came to Cyprus for my sister’s wedding, we gave her a tour around the villages of Pafos, along with the rest of our friends that came from abroad.
We had a full day of going through beautiful landscapes, tasting local wine and the flavorful cuisine and we were ready to head home. On our way back, my father spotted a great viewpoint on a high hill and we stopped to admire the view and take some photos.
We were all taking pictures, creating memories and talking, when I noticed that our friend stepped aside isolating herself from the others in search of solitude. She was standing, watching the view, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the lonely moment as if she was the only person there.
Watching her standing at the edge of the hill, I took the opportunity to take some photos of her without interrupting her musings. When she was done, she returned to the car with a delighted smile on her face.
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My grandpa is a retired fisherman and one of the many things he liked to do was to collect sea conch shells that were caught in his fishing nets. He would then proceed to dry them under the sun, then he would clean them thoroughly and display them on shelves. He is very proud of his big collection and he happily gives conch shells to family and friends as a gift.
At first, we didn’t know what to do with the numerous conch shells that he gave us but in the end we realized that we could repurpose them instead of keeping them as decorative pieces only. And therefore we transformed them into pots for small cactuses and other succulent plants.
Needless to say that my grandpa is very pleased that we found a creative way to use his gifts instead of keeping his conch shells hidden in a drawer.
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