The sudden wind takes the curling white smoke left over from annual spring clear ups and pushes it out to the far corners of the island. Everywhere is an artists pallet, bursts of vibrant colour and green shoots seem to appear overnight, the anticipation of summer and its many visitors hangs excitedly in the clearer air.
At dusk enthusiastic fireflies dance haphazardly in the growing gloom of the olive groves, making magic.
On the streets and in the villages, detergents sploosh and fizz across the pavements, brooms are flourished, pools scrubbed and windows flung wide, not long now !!