That Greek Blue

My blog ...postcards, musings and observations on life

My Cretan Cats

Σκουπίδια (Skoupidia meaning Rubbish in Greek)   came to me in the night. Walking home one evening I heard a kitten in the garbage bin. The rest is history! Bookmarks Ασπρούλη and Ασβεστη in the gardens of Villa Olga   (Asprouli means Whitey and Asvesti means Lime, as in the lime used  to whitewash Greek […]

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The blue table

There is a round blue table Which follows me around And appears when I least expect it! Small and squat And painted iconic Greek blue, She is warm and inviting And her legs are uneven Threatening spillage at the most awkward of times As she attempts to straddle uneven paths and balconies. But never mind, […]

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The art of the terracotta pot!

They are mere vessels for something grander… Aged and unkempt lurking behind doors… They cluster in uncluttered ways… Always appealing … Filling corners to perfection…   Stark… Dramatic… Occasionally a little worse for wear… The art of the terracotta pot… is simply beautiful! © 2013 Francesca Muir

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Where the wild things grow

They always find a way, A way to make their presence felt. They push through They climb They clamber They hang They hover Like a mischievous child peering through the safety of parental legs At first shy and reticent… Until noticed… And then it’s all bravado Reaching, stretching, creeping Demanding attention. Amazingly, they know how […]

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