An old woman rides a grey donkey in the narrow, cobbled streets. Her hair is an aging, soft gray, her brown, wrinkly skin sags on her frail frame-she is old and crippled yet her black eyes, bright and twinkling, are full of joy and kindness. Behind her, a man with a moustache whistles merrily whilst taking his reluctant sheep to graze in the nearby pastures beside the lazy river. In the surrounding houses, people sit under shady vine trees, eating refreshing watermellon and grandfathers engage themselves in games of backgammon and cards.
As the day progresses however, the peaceful atmoshphere of the village is disturbed by the swarms of tourists who come to visit this hidden treasure and escape from the mad bustle of city life. By mid-day, the taverns are overflowing with people, and the mouthwatering smell of juicy kebabs roasting on spits lingers in the air.
In the baking heat of the afternoon, the hillsides are scattered with families and couples having picnics under the shelter of the ancient pine forest. Children splash happily in the cool, clear streams. They jump from rock to rock occasionally falling in, squealing with laughter. A young boy catches a slimy, green frog at the edge of the stream, he peeps at it through a gap in his fingers, his face set in deep concentration. Suddenly the frog springs out onto his face, sending him tumbling into the stream, chuckling hysterically.
In the heart of the village, a group of teenagers slouch at a café, gossiping and boisterous as the sun sets overhead splashing the sky in a vivid brilliance of red, orange and pink. As dusk descends, the crowds of tourists slowly begin to depart. The lines of buses and lavish cars, head back from whence they came, leaving the village to rest from the hectic day.
The silhouettes of two fisherman appear upon the small, shimmering lake as the light begins to fade. Silence prevails once more, the only sound being chirping crickets. The village drifts into its peaceful slumber once more as the mellow tune of a flute plays into the starry night…
