Pure Summer
There’s something about Greece that commands you to stop, and enjoy yourself. The weight of the sun on your shoulders, and the smell of sea salt in the air… It amounts to such bliss for me.
For as long as I can remember, summers were always spent in Greece; from the day after school ended, to the day before it began again. The carefree abandon that I felt the moment I stepped off the plane and breathed in the air, absolutely defined summer, and continues to.
More visions of summer in Greece can be viewed here.
