Stones

August 17, 2017November 16, 2017 ~ Evelyn Mitsunaga ~ 2 Comments

Home from Greece, jet-lagged, I move like a robot. I empty my suitcase, filling the laundry basket. From a corner of my luggage, I pull out a small plastic bag that I had stuck there and then forgotten. Stones: a pure white one, a couple striated with the gray-blue of a cloudy sky, and another, … Continue reading Stones

Water So Blue––Greece, Sept. 2014

August 13, 2017August 13, 2017 ~ Evelyn Mitsunaga ~ Leave a comment

I really didn’t know the water could be that blue, take-my-breath-away-beautiful blue. On board the small boat, the handsome Greek captain stood at one end of the sitting/dining room and finished his safety briefing. Then his voice took on a nervous quality; he had something to tell his 46 passengers that he seemed afraid to … Continue reading Water So Blue––Greece, Sept. 2014