(…even though this one comes from Northern Greece)
Kalimèra
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Today, I’m not writing to you from the sea, but from the land.
From wide fields, olive trees shimmering in the sun –
and hands carrying their very first harvest.
Our family is in Northern Greece, in Pontoiraklia near Kilkis –
the village where Niko was born, where his parents and grandparents once lived.
This is also where Alexandros grew up.
And right here, among old olive trees and familiar soil,
something new is beginning: the very first olive harvest of our son.
Niko stands beside him, watching every movement – calm, yet full of pride.
Sometimes they hardly speak, yet everything
that connects fathers and sons flows quietly between them: trust, knowledge, love.
For years they’ve worked side by side –
from pruning the trees to choosing the right mill.
Now, in the clear autumn air, the olives shine like tiny suns –
and with every filled crate, Alexandros writes his own chapter in our family’s story.
Niko and Alexandro planting an olive tree
Soon, his very first olive oil will be born.
We’ll call it AVRAMIDIS Family Line – Alexandros Olive Oil.
An oil grown where our roots lie –
and proof of how strong the next generation has become.
Even though I’m not writing from Ikaria today,
every line carries the spirit of the island:
a life in harmony with nature, with family, and with what truly matters.
Perhaps that’s what Ikaria really means –
not a place on the map, but a feeling,
one that follows us even here, in Northern Greece.
Warm greetings from Pontoiraklia 🌿
Anna
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P.S.:
In the coming weeks, I’ll share more about Alexandros’ olive oil –
and how we’re building a special new line within the Avramidis family story.