Sister Igor photographs her return from the Peloponnese

Fires still burning

Ash is still raining down from Euboea onto our balcony.

The country is waking up to the realisation that the state cannot do anything about the fires, whereas perhaps the right realisation should be that we are very small opposite nature and of course we cannot do so much when she is putting on her red and orange ball-gown. But then, we 21st century humans are so quick to forget how small we are in front of nature.

Pity.

It's on f*ing fire!!

So while most of the southern part of the country is burning on TV I have my sister, trapped for two days by the fires and my mother now told to abandon the village both running loose around the Peloponnese and no-one knows what the hell is going on.

White smoke means no fire, black smoke means there is burning. Apparently.

For two days we have had ash raining down on our balcony in Athens. The sun shines a different colour depending on how fine the smoke particles are as it passes through. It would be interesting to sit and observe this if one could separate the cause from the phenomenon in one's mind.

So many of these places I have walked through their forests in the past. Here is not the place and now is not the time to talk about proper forest management.

Cave of Zas - more on my caving blog

Holiday, sorta

Trying to relax, but it is not so easy.