Cyprus mornings...

As I sit in my Astoria apartment looking through images, sketches & books from Cyprus, I'm finding myself wishing I had day after day to draw..to paint..to bask in my memories & get them all out before they start to fade. Even in the humidity of a September night I still feel the breeze. The laughs are still ringing, & the colors are so vivid.

I have a busy week ahead, then I will be settled with my art table set up for late nights & weekends...

I do miss my Cyprus mornings..

Journey to Cyprus- Going home...

As it has it, all good things (especially vacations) must come to an end.

 

Yesterday was filled with visitors & a table set for kings in the evening, while everyone joined us for dinner & goodbyes. The bats swarmed through the sky, a tarantula ( I took a photograph, but was truely freaked out by such a thing...Theo Naki came along to step on it for me..) wandered through the yard & an orange & white cat creeped in over & over again, hoping for scraps. A lazy white moth fluttered around, lingering on the faces, flingers, shirts & finally shoe of Yiayia. And as Yiayia & I packed the last of our clothes, gifts, hallumi & sudjuko, a family of owls sang their songs from the Turkish house beside us.

 

I'm convinced Pyla itself said her goodbyes that evening.

 

Thea Maroulla & Yonas, Anna & Naki and  Yiayia & I sat outside until 2.30in the morning before all gathering in the cars for the ride to the Larnaca airport. Saying goodbye was a little difficult, as I don't think it will be a trip that Yiayia does again, but I'm so glad we had the opportunity to do it now.

 

Now, we sit in the London airport- one flight down, one to go, wondering where the last month went......

 

I'll write again with links to pictures, but alas, until the next journey, and hopefully some of your own, that is all.