They run with you. They run without you. They patrol stairways and marble walks, eyeing you, sniffing you, sniffing at your heels. Cats leap across ruins, sending minor avalanches racing down cliffs. Dogs nap on rounded whitewashed roofs, opening an eye now and then to survey the sea.
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Santorini has been a wellspring of beauteous and humorous pictures for you and all of us. These animals, the staircases (!!) the photographic diary of an early morning (with breakfast), the sunrises -- each series has brought me aesthetic satisfaction and outloud laughter. Is there a book in the making? I'd like several of them, please. Love and thanks from a devotee in duluth
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