A delightful and wandering compilation of sketches, field notes, and folk tales from a young hydrobiologist exploring the Aegean islands. The book is a snapshot in time of the colorful inhabitants (human and otherwise) of these places.
Stephanides' writing is not what I expected from the description of him in Gerald Durrell's books. A man presented as having difficulty expressing himself has no problems doing so in this work. His voice is lively.
"The stars were unusually bright that night, after the settling of the crescent moon, and their reflections on the still waters around us were so vivid that I could almost imagine myself on board a spaceship rushing across the void. A spiritual vertigo seemed to seize me as I contemplated the fact that every one of those stars was a sun like our own..." (186-7)
"I have always been fond of magpies as I had one as a pet during my distant boyhood. Nicky, as he was named, displayed a real affection as well as cheeky intelligence; and this was certainly not cupboard love for he would actually bring one nice fat caterpillars and other delicacies and try to pop them into one's mouth. He seemed quite hurt when his offerings were declined, and he would then shove the dainty morsel down the back of one's neck...And when a family member was seen leaping about and frantically disrobing in public, it was immediately inferred that he (or she) had just been the recipient of Nicky's misplaced generosity." (164)