The old minaret adjacent to St Nikolaos church is a perfect reminder of the way the East met the West in the town I made my home, Chania, Crete, Greece. The photographs I post all help to tell a part of a longer story that focuses on the town and its citizens, whether they are living there now, or have made their home in other parts of the world. As a newer resident, by writing about the town in this way, I am trying to put some order into the chaos that I seem to be confronted with.
Thursday, 27 March 2008
Flying the flag
25 March is a national holiday in Greece, commemorating the 1821 events that led to Greek independence. Greeks are very patriotic, and will even build a flagpost somewhere around their house to raise the flag on commemorative days. Here's my neighbour's flag, flying madly on a blustery day, amongst the scattered chairs and other objects which have been scattered about by a wind strong enough to cancel scheduled ferry journeys to and from the mainland...
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I've enjoyed seeing your photos and comments about Hania. That yellow air, especially caught my interest.
ReplyDeleteWishing you much fun with your blog, and welcoming you to the City Daily Photo family!
-Kim
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I think that is good people fly their flag. Usually lots of pain and suffering goes before the flag gets to fly. Interesting.
ReplyDeleteAbraham Lincoln in Brookville, Ohio.