Summer? Already?

Time is running away from me, and I barely notice. There were more restrictions here, such as the closure of 'non-essential' shops and restaurants, which are only slowly being lifted, but it's summery weather finally, and the terrace is enjoyable. Once the compulsory muzzle-wearing is lifted, I may even venture out properly again, but having to wear it in warm weather makes any outing not pleasurable.

The energies are all over the place -- no surprise, considering the current state of everything and everywhere, but there is also anticipation mixed in, looking forward to what is to come at some point in the hopefully not too far distant future.

The Music is... despite the efforts of reintroducing dissonance, smoothing everything. I guess no-one could describe it better than Pythagoras:

There is geometry in the humming of the strings,

there is music in the spacing of the spheres.

I will leave you with some pictures of my terrace garden then, a view of the sea in beautiful weather, the first barbecue with haloumi, tomatoes, tabouleh, and mushrooms, and my terrace garden now. One cucumber is already harvested, the second one nearly ready, and the tomatoes, whilst still small, are growing prolifically.









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