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Today (sometime in mid-October) I've put on a long sleeved top for the first time since maybe May. There's definitely a taste of winter in the air. I went for a walk this evening, hoping to come across a few late figs, to find nothing but branches and leaves. Even the debris of ripe figs under the trees had gone; the fruit had disappeared without trace. I was not ready for this! I think this is just a trailer for winter, not winter itself which shouldn't really begin here until December. But the skies are somewhat cloudy and the wind is from the north.
The fig trees are the most evocative to me of the passing seasons. When we arrived for the first time in Marediana in early March 2018, the fig trees were spectacularly bare. Very soon the tiny but perfectly formed leaves appeared and rapidly grew - here’s March 19th 2018.
What I’m reading / listening to
![Lucy by the Sea: From the Booker-shortlisted author of Oh William! by [Elizabeth Strout]](https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/414xyjE7mGL.jpg)
To continue the seaside theme: the new novel by Elizabeth Strout picks up the story of Lucy Barton, one of her previously developed characters, in 2020, in the time of Covid. (For those of you who haven’t read Sprout’s series, it is set in New England; one of them, OLIVE AGAIN, won a Pulitzer Prize). Lucy is practically kidnapped by William, her ex-husband. He removes her from her life in New York, taking her to a rented house in Maine, where he intends them both to stay and wait out the pandemic. William is a scientist, a chemist; Lucy is a writer. This book is especially poignant for me, recalling as it does the early days of the pandemic lockdowns, when protection was paramount, and sickness too often resulted in death. There are many differences between Lucy and me. Lucy and William have several children, I think 4 between them; we have none. Lucy is widowed; I am married. Lucy could walk to the sea; we could not, during the first lockdown. But the point for me is that our lives, my life, Al’s life, are still restricted, allbeit voluntarily.
My point is that everyone should be able to work, move freely in their world, have their children attend school in safety. As a society we, in the rich world, have not tolerated such a risk to life and health in modern times. Current UK infections from Covid around 2 or 3 million. Deaths only in the 10s per day, not the hundreds but still far more than we would tolerate in road accidents or plane crashes. There has been a passive acceptance of the lack of public health information , support for self-quarantine, clean, filtered air in public spaces of all kinds, mask wearing as part of daily life where safety can’t be guaranteed. These are normal actions that a society can take, not the ‘draconian’ measures that we have been told to fear. The political parties seem to have no interest in this strategy, preferring to take the easier line that we are in a post-pandemic world.
I have been complaining about missing art exhibitions since living here in Crete. Walking through Chania on Thursday, waiting for the car to be serviced, I saw the banner for a John Craxton Exhibition, right under my nose. I first encountered his work at a British Museum exhibition that I went to in 2018. ‘Charmed Lives in Greece’ at the British Museum and concurrent with the much larger and more spectacular Rodin exhibition, ‘Charmed Lives’ was a bit of a B feature, rather tucked away, but hugely interesting to me, since we had spent 2 months in Crete in 2018 and planned a second stay in 2020. The lives belonged to John Craxton, Patrick Leigh Fermor and Nikos Hadjikyriakos-Ghikas.
John is the most interesting character to me, seduced by Crete and in love with the place for the rest of his life. He bought a semi-derelict Venetian palazzo overlooking Chania old harbour, where his ashes are scattered.
This blog is long enough, so take a look at the link if you want to know more!!
[https://www.johncraxton.org/charmed-lives-in-greece-exhibition-at-the-british-museum/]
Music: [Sometimes I Might Be Introvert - just because I like the title!]
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