God lives in Greece (Part 2)



There was no place on our Greek island of Samos that was disappointing.  Around every corner, bend in the road, tiny street fit for leg traffic only there lie a new and breathtaking scene worthy of a picture.  Poppies also became a bit of my obsession.  There were like red princess brides among oceans of other, less ornamental flowers.  They caught my attention every single time.



Samos, an island, uses it's land wisely and efficiently.  One of the things our little island is famous for is the growing of grapes that are then processed into a Muscat wine that is shipped all over the world.  In fact, over 50% of Frances' wine gets imported from our island.  The French use it as a base to further develop their own special blends but it begins with grapes grown on our little island.  Therefore, there are high in the mountains, grapes grown in grids just like the one you can see above. They need the altitude to develop their flavor.  There's a lesson there to be sure ...

One of the highlights of our trip was an excursion to a mountain-top village called Manolates.  Manolates is known for it's local art ... not to mention it's breath-taking views of the Aegean Sea.  Built high in the mountains, cement houses are fashioned into nooks and crannies that don't skimp on charm.  Old ladies roam the streets with feeble yet accurate precision.  Cats.  And expressions of art from pottery to jewelry to bountiful Greek dishes fill your senses.  Below are a few of my favorite shots from Manolates.








On our way back to our Bed and Breakfast, we took the "long way home" and drove the circumference of the island.  We pulled off at this church that according to our host is the newest church on the island.  With its romantic sea views it left us lingering there just to take it all in.




I'm quite sure I have never been to a more beautiful place.  Beauty that was subdued and humble and whispered to you.  It's a beauty that made me more aware of God ... and His beauty ... and the beauty He knit into me upon my creation.  The same God that spoke my beloved Samos island into being is the same God who fashioned my DNA.  Overwhelmed and under capable to articulate the awe and wonder of a beautiful Creator.

And there is still more to come ...

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