"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything."
- William Shakespeare
One hundred blog posts later, we find ourselves in the small mountain village of Papingo in northern Greece. Where cobblestone streets meet old stone buildings surrounded by lush green hillsides and stunning snow covered peaks. Our days are filled mostly with trekking and herding horses and goats in this picturesque landscape. The only road into the village makes it a destination, and not a place you pass through...but as we've found in so many ways along this journey...the places we are most drawn to and tend to spend the most time, are usually more remote and naturally hidden gems. Everyday we pinch ourselves. This is not a dream, it is the life we're living. Every moment precious and unique.
Thank you all for sharing it with us.
A couple of the semi-wild horses that share the grazing land.
A view of a portion of the village.
Sunset view from our room.
The only road in and out.
Part of the herd and the bee hives behind them.
Can you find the queen bee?
John and Boots
One of the views from our porch.
