The breeze has been strengthening again this morning. Last night the waves were slapping against the paralia, as the warm wind from the south did its work. Its the breeze that sinks boats, and they had all retreat to behind the new harbour wall last night.
This morning the waves were slamming hard against the Paralia. Spray plumes crossing the Paralia, and reaching as far as the tavernas. The flags and bunting cracking in the breeze and looking like they were starched.
At the church, the priest ringing the 'Come to church bells' at Tries Hieraches, and doing a great job with the banners flapping very near to his head.
To top it all - the wind is from the south, so its warm, sticky and when I got back home, was sweating ...