In the UK it's Easter Saturday but in Corfu it's just another day.
Or is it?
There is a warmth to the air this morning, a real warmth. The Ugg boots have been cast off in favour of Birkenstocks. Lightweight jeans replace heavy Levi's.
The Great Gatsby where narrator Nick Carraway meets Daisy Buchanan and Jordan Baker for the first time.
And a baby lizard comes to life when an old anchor is brought out into the sunshine from the dark cellar.
This week, the first direct flights to the island arrived, signalled by a low, tinny whine over Corfu Town. The passengers disgorged from the planes and into coaches, which revved up and set off, great caterpillars with mirrors for antennae, swinging around the coastal roads, one after the other.
School trips with the participants trundling their suitcases along the pavement of The Liston.
In Agios Magikades, the dogs carry on barking, the geese continue to tell each other dirty jokes, laughing like drains at the punchline, while the turkeys just gabble and gossip.
Locals will tell you it has been the wettest winter on record. There has been no clear definition of the seasons, spring has been bypassed.
But the island's flowers tell a different story. Something for this week's visitors to write home about.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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