We are in Kalamata Greece on the Peloponnisos peninsula in a renovated old stone orchard home in the middle of a lemon grove. So beautiful overlooking the sea. We drove over from Nafplio along a coastal Scenic Byway the road clinging to the side of the mountains winding from barren peak to aqua-colored sea coast then repeat. All along were small villages sewn into tiny cracks, stone homes, red-tiled roofs, and a central domed church. This is a country with more churches than America and each one is an intimate work of sculpture. God be praised. This is Sunday morning coming down. We slept 10 hours. A day of rest. We seek believers to sew our souls into.
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Churches along the way. |
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Our AB&B |
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Church were we were sewn. |
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