Tsagarada, Mount Pelion. Stone walls, woven blankets, and a hearth that has not gone cold since November.
“We have stayed at PelionNest four winters in a row. Eleni knows that I take my coffee at six and that my husband prefers oranges with his eggs, and she has never once written it down. The Plane Tree Suite fireplace is the warmest fireplace in Greece — I have measured. Vassilis took us up to the Anilio honey one Tuesday in November and we have not bought supermarket honey since.”
“Booked the Hearth Suite for a week in October to write the last chapter of a novel. Wrote it. The wood stove, Despina the cat sleeping on my notebook, and Eleni's mountain tea at 4 p.m. are the reasons. Stergios's tsipouro evening on the Saturday is the reason the chapter is good.”
“We had our wedding at the small chapel in Mouresi and PelionNest hosted both families across all four suites. Vassilis re-arranged the breakfast garden to seat sixteen. Eleni's halvas was on every table. The Damouchari walk on the morning after — Foras the dog leading the bridesmaids — was the photograph our wedding album opens with.”
“Came alone for the spring foraging week. Eleni took me up to a meadow above Tsagarada at 800 metres and I learned to tell stamnagathi from common dandelion. The Swallow Suite at the top of the tower is the smallest room I have ever paid for and the one I miss the most. Marios's photography walk on the last day is on my wall now.”
“Πρώτη φορά στο Πήλιο ύστερα από είκοσι χρόνια. Έμεινα στη σουίτα του Περιβολιού τρεις νύχτες με τα παιδιά. Η Ελένη μάς έδωσε το πρωινό στις εφτά γιατί θέλαμε να φύγουμε νωρίς για παραλία, ο Βασίλης φόρτωσε τα ποδήλατα στο αμάξι μας χωρίς να τον ζητήσουμε. Θα ξαναέρθουμε χειμώνα.”
One in autumn, one in spring. What's blooming, what's open, what's quiet.