Warm nights

When the nights get warm, I start thinking of home. And of a beautiful holiday on the island of Spetses. It was the end of a warm day and we were sitting at Café Orlof. There was a very pleasant breeze - like only the greek summer breeze can be -, we could hear the sound of the waves - the way only the greek waves can sound - and we were enjoying the beautiful music of Evanthia Reboutsika.