Always difficult: I hate to leave Western Avenue when the weather is perfect. Even from my sunroom, over my first latté, it’s been a lovely several months.
A Sunday favorite: Our Family Zoom, great or small — never an indicator of quality — happens wherever we are.
A couple Sundays ago, I was the only family member joining from Minnesota.
Then last week, I saw two great friends in Massachusetts, friends who took me to that town at the tip-end of the Cape, and true to form, PTown showed us her many sides —
Then direct from Boston to this Aegean city: I know about four Greek words, but nobody has ever held that against me (or against anybody, from what I can tell).
Oh, and coffee and Podcasts. This week, as the Synod begins in Rome, there’s been the gift of daily meditations by Timothy Radcliffe, OP,
What I’ll do in Athens: I go to Melissa in a couple days, but happily for me, this is a 4-day weekend. National elections. So, the Greek notion of days off, whether for demonstrations, strikes, or elections, persists. It works for me.
A word about the Athens digs: The studio apartment is as gargantuan as ever, and the terrace — whether for coffee and meditation (in that order), or coffee and staring, or coffee and reading — the terrace has never disappointed.
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