It's easy to remember my childhood years. The memories of that time of my life flood my mind every time I visit Homori.

An early morning trip to the field of Kanavokipo to gather oregano has become a summer tradition. It's about a 30-minute walk, but it takes much longer if you pause to enjoy the songs of the birds and the fragrance of the wildflowers.

Any time of year is a good time to sit in the town square of Homori and reminisce with the town elders over a glass of ouzo or a cup of coffee. Some of these elders have now moved to the cities with their families and some have passed away. They are missed.

For me it is a special pleasure in the summer to see some of the elder relatives and family friends, such as Thea Aphrodite, Theo and Thea Kotsotas, our retired priest, Pater Antonis and others.