So on in Bath at the moment is the Bath literature Festival. Today there was a talk from the author Christopher Somerville about his book The Golden Step: A Walk Through The Heart Of Crete. A book about a walk he did along the spine of Crete. An entertaining talk which has encouraged me to want to read the book and who knows perhaps do the walk before my joints seize completely! It came at the perfect time with my trip only days away it fires you up for the adventure and has you thinking of doing things differently than normal.
Today's is from my favourite village in Crete and yet because I stay there I have been ignoring it. Kritsa (Κριτσά) is the name and a beautiful place it is. Not my words but those of my friend Manolis Peponis.
"Since at least pre-Minoan times, the village of Kritsa (Κριτσά) has been continuously inhabited. It was reckoned to be in its prime during the Byzantine years. The Arabs devastated it in 823 A.D. and it was rebuilt in 961A.D. Its peak growth was reached during the Frankish period in the 13th and 14th century. It used to be the largest village in Crete during the middle ages. In 1867, it became the headquarters of the municipality which included Krousta, Prina, Kalo Horio, Mardati, Aghios Nikolaos, Mesa Lakonia and Tapes. In 1925 it had its own community, but since 1998 it has comprised one of the 14 precincts of the Municipality of Aghios Nikolaos."
This is the church of Aghios Georgios (Άγιος Γεώργιος), very close to the house and responsible for waking me every day. The bells start at 6 and if there is a service then it is continuous for hours! But strangely I wouldn't have it any other way! And so for the aerial shot.
Again with spring
she wore light colours
and with gentle steps
again with spring
again in summer
she was smiling.
Listening to: "Krusty" (Whatever, Mortal) - Papa M