...when the school's Xmas bazaar takes place.
I could almost make a copy of the images from last year.
Children with feverish expectancies and ambitions, grown ups with pride and rememberings.
And all of those with Santa caps or angel like wings regressing in time.
And glögg or glühwine and hot dogs and pizza and "geia sou, ti kaneis" and friends meeting friends.
Repeated joy year after year, makes me glad to be where I am...