The Internet has been down much of the time. Apparently there was a fault with the server at Thessaloniki.
Yesterday, cold wet weather gave way to warmer air. The skies cleared and we have bright days and cool nights.
The winter's rain has left the garden a jungle and I have been involved in serious bramble removal.
I do not know whether KLM's airline meals are the worst, the most adventurous or an ironic reflection on the impossibility of mile high food. The main meal on my flight over consisted of a nettle cheese and salad sandwich with jam.
Chrysanthi, a neighbour, sitting in long grass under a tree in the next field, enjoying the warm sun, holding a young goat gently on her knee, whilst others calmly grazed all round her.
Under ten Euros for a five litre box of red wine called "Wine Poems".
And the nightingales have arrived.