The Venetian Walls, built in the 15th century, surround the city of Heraklion, and are the largest fortified structure in the Mediterranean. I have strolled their flowery paths many times, pausing to enjoy the panoramic views. On this particular afternoon, while waiting for my bus back to the village, I studied and admired their own beauty,
which is equally impressive, from ground level.
Entering the village, crowds of Cretan hollyhocks,
daisies and buttercups charmingly line the main road,
greeting visitors with their sweet hospitality upon arrival.
The tiny, white church, nestled among olive trees and
evergreens, is a picture of bucolic calm, and beckons
one to sift through the thick vegetation, to come and
sit quietly amid this lush, hilly haven above the sea.
Here it is again, as seen from our property, now bordered
by bouquets of laurel, and aromatic, flowering herbs.
Steps away from our own veggie patch, a mature
olive tree floats in a bath of fresh, new greenery,
while in the grove immediately behind our walls,
young trees stand in line for a spring pruning.
April, I am grateful for your gentle breeze,
bringing songbirds, butterflies and bees, to
play with spring blossoms and flowering trees,
in a game most magnificent and joyful.
Thanks for visiting,
and happy weekend!