Here is a funny picture. It’s a traditionallandmark or *road sign* on the trail from one end of Ikaria to the other. I won’t write the name, because it’s too obvious (oh no, it’s not a turtle!..). I discovered and took a photo of it because instead of the existant path, I followed my old neighbour’s instructions. They went like a story : when we walked from M. to R. first we had to see «the hat»,then «the hare’s ears», then «the big X»,then «the club» and then….»tin ps.. (BiiiiiP) …» (lots of laughter).
My old friend knew all this because for some mysterious reason their family used to keep gardens in some incredibly distant place in summer. She as a young girl and everybody else trotted the mountain so often and casually as we take the bus, walk or drive to work everyday.
The landscape and the trails have changed since then.
(A lot ofirreparable damage has happened too -but never mind now…)
Still the most important landmarks stand in place. Hikers put their own smaller ones every year. On my way I saw some very brilliant «ars tempora» constructions (see my Flickr «signage set» for more). These piles of stoneswill only last for a few months. But they are so friendly. It’s as if I saw the man or the woman who erected them.
Btw, maybe it’s not a coincidence and the photo is not out of time.
It’s SUMMER SOLISTICE. 😀
Do you know the old European legends connected with this period? So profane… (blush, blush, blush) In old Greece they jumped over fires all night long. The fires of St. John, the Kledonas (= *the locker* or *the unlocker* of secrets) This old practice survives (or has been revived?) in Ikaria on St. John’s day. It has to do with the tightening of the young fruit and crops on the way to ripeness, I guess.
😀 (τα τζιτζικια ξεκινησαν το τραγουδι τους στην Ικαρια)