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.
Wednesday 9 December 2009
An old stone wall, acting as borders denoting land ownership. These are being replaced by ugly concrete and iron fences, so that one day, most traces of our past will be erased.
Oh no! That is so sad. They are so beautiful and meaningful. The ancient terrace walls on the sides of our village's mountain are being broken by the heavy jackal traffic up and down.
Your weather widget says it feels like 4 degrees!? Brrr.
Here around Jerusalem it is 14 degrees now and a lot colder at night. I have on flannel-lined jeans, two sweaters, and that is IN the house. Turned on the electric radiator to keep half-way warm. How did we ever complain about the 40s temperatures of summer?
Oh no! That is so sad. They are so beautiful and meaningful.
ReplyDeleteThe ancient terrace walls on the sides of our village's mountain are being broken by the heavy jackal traffic up and down.
Your weather widget says it feels like 4 degrees!? Brrr.
ReplyDeleteHere around Jerusalem it is 14 degrees now and a lot colder at night.
I have on flannel-lined jeans, two sweaters, and that is IN the house. Turned on the electric radiator to keep half-way warm.
How did we ever complain about the 40s temperatures of summer?
Hi Maria! We can't keep everything for ever, but we don't need to get to worse... ;)
ReplyDeleteBlogtrotter just finished Bilbao 2008. Enjoy and have a great weekend!