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.
Tuesday, 1 December 2009
Cretan symbols: blue skies, blue seas and olive trees.
Nice shot!
ReplyDeleteA pleasure to see the sea through the trees.
ReplyDeleteLove tis one; it remembers that my supply of Cretan olive oil has come to the last bottle... ;))
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