It’s hard to capture Panagiotis (Panos) without sounding contradictory: the man is a bit of a paradoxical figure.  His ntensity, too-wide eyes and odd habit of never ever smiling in photographs tends to lead folks to the false impression that he’s an overly serious figure.   In life, Panos is a bit of a goof: ‘I’m like a kid!” he says as he carries on ‘conversation’ with the family of frogs that live in the well he uses for biodynamic preparations. Every single vantage point reveals a new vignette of natural interconnectivity, Panos flashes an impish grin and says “yes, this is civilization!”  There is a curious counterbalance of the mystic and the utterly rational.   A former mechanical engineer, he venerates Socrates and Steiner in the same breath, works with modern machinery but protects it from the bad vibes of outsiders with the blue-white evil eye wards cuz, ya know, the energies ‘n such.