A bee patiently waits his turn to pollinate.
Μια μέλισσα περιμένει υπομονετικά τη σειρά του να γονιμοποιήσει.
I’m glad I took this macro shot of a lavender flower, from a pot in my garden, because I didn’t notice how beautiful this flower is. I have found that the lavender flower is very useful too. The flower can be brewed to make a tea for coughs, and its essential oils can be used for aroma therapy, also its strong scent keeps clothes smelling fresh and free of bites from pesky moths.
A lady that I met on the street was kind enough to let me take a photograph of her dog, who was surrounded by a wreath full of poppies that his owner had made. Making flower wreaths on the 1st of May is a tradition in Greece. The roots of the flower wreaths lie in Northern Europe and it is a pagan tradition. May day coincides with labour day a national holiday that is observed in 80 countries. There were many demonstrations in downtown Athens today and most businesses were closed.
Μια Κυρια που γνώρισα στο δρόμο είχε την καλοσύνη να με αφήσει να τραβηξω μια φωτογραφία του σκύλου της, ο οποίος περιβάλλωταν από ένα στεφάνι γεμάτο παπαρούνες που ο ιδιοκτήτης του είχε φτιαξει. Τα στεφάνια λουλουδιών που φτιαχνουμε για την 1η Μαΐου εχει ρίζες στη Βόρεια Ευρώπη και είναι μια παγανιστικη παράδοση. Η Πρωτομαγιά συμπίπτει με την Παγκόσμια Μέρα των Εργατών, μια εθνική εορτή που παρατηρείται σε 80 χώρες. Υπήρχαν πολλές διαδηλώσεις στο κέντρο της Αθήνας σήμερα και τα περισσοτερα καταστήματα ήταν κλειστά.
The inspiration for my latest photography experiment was a conversation that I had with someone years ago. This person told me that ‘words were never spoken’ and if they had been spoken then happiness would have ensued. It had me thinking about the power of the spoken word and how they can either bind or destroy fragile relationships.

Digital collage photograph by Angela Zafiris
“Most dreams die a slow death. They’re conceived in a moment of passion, with the prospect of endless possibility, but often languish and are not pursued with the same heartfelt intensity as when first born. Slowly, subtly, a dream becomes elusive and ephemeral. People who’ve lost their own dreams become pessimists and cynics. They feel like the time and devotion spent on chasing their dreams were wasted. The emotional scars last forever.”
Before the rain fall of the previous weekend, I ventured into my garden to take some photographs. A garden like this is not a common sight in the concrete jungle that is Athens. That’s why I am very grateful for having one so that I can capture the beauty of nature with my lens as often as I like.