A few miles off Athens, there lays a small island, proper for long walks and time for relaxation.
A forgotten anchor on the harbor, making a difference between the yachts.
Fresh-painted little boat, ready to go fishing.
In the night the coastal road is lighted by old rusty pillars.
An old boat, deserted on the coast, with the sun and salt weeping its vivid colors.
On hot and sunny days, there is always a good time for a stroller ride.
Fractions of shade by the beach.
Under the moonlight, a young couple is spending some privacy.
A wavy sea is waiting for this boat to sail.
Old rusty chains, forgotten of any use.
An old man wandering his mind in ages past.