my naxos | English #36

I heard the sound of the cicadas that would put us to sleep in the afternoons under the arbor, as our father told us stories. The sound of the waves when the meltemia was blowing and the nights we spent on the beach, patiently waiting for a star to fall from the sky so we can make a wish ...

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Issue 36

The herbal varieties of Naxos & their medicinal properties

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my naxos | English #36