Friday, October 8, 2010
PLATANOS GETS A FACE LIFT!
Some streets are a bit of a mess at the moment. This weekend it is the turn of the area known as Platanos. It will look really good when its finished.
I hope all my readers can access the video pictures, if you are having trouble and would prefer stills, please leave a comment. I know that there is not much excitement in my life at the moment, but I think I had enough over the last few years to last me a while. Anyway I'm having to be a bit reclusive to do my writing, and learning to play the cello is quite demanding.
The rain seems to have passed over, better weather on the way but tonight we have lit our first fire of the winter, it's so cosy, I love it! Have a good weekend everyone. Love Jane x
SNAKES IN VRAHASSI!
I was just on my way to the shop, when I spotted this little fellow on the road. He has beautiful markings. I picked him up and put him at the side of the road, he didn't move much but when I returned he had gone. I hope he regained his strength, but I fear my neighbour may have scooped him up with her brush and put an end to him. You should see the way she slaughters her chickens with pruning shears!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
THINK OF ME
When the lid of my box, outside the door,
Stands sentinel to my journeying soul,
And sunlight throws a prismic-cross across
The name plate of my chest, think then of the
Day we scrambled up the knoll through thicket
Only fit for a girded Prince to brave,
In attempt to raise his Sleeping Beauty.
And remember the apex of rock which
Gave us solitude;it was a place to
Sense parameters wider than the world.
We were drip-fed by threads of lurex-light,
Until so large had we become, and yet
So small, so much a part of the strata
That all below seemed, as from a magic
Carpet, to flow upstream, and we remained
Unseen observers perched on a warm rock.
Go there now, or top some other apogee,
And say goodbye, for I am already
Out of reach on Charon's ferry, and can
See your words unfurl like almond blossom
In the ether: soft whispered curls of sound
That becomes the hush-dance of the ocean.
And when you light a candle think of me,
Put a kiss on your fingertips and blow
It to the winds of Africa, for I
Am in each speck of the Sahara, my
Life but a memory that is flashing
Across the universe, a shooting star,
Death a mirror fractured by blinding light.
Jane Sharp
2010
Stands sentinel to my journeying soul,
And sunlight throws a prismic-cross across
The name plate of my chest, think then of the
Day we scrambled up the knoll through thicket
Only fit for a girded Prince to brave,
In attempt to raise his Sleeping Beauty.
And remember the apex of rock which
Gave us solitude;it was a place to
Sense parameters wider than the world.
We were drip-fed by threads of lurex-light,
Until so large had we become, and yet
So small, so much a part of the strata
That all below seemed, as from a magic
Carpet, to flow upstream, and we remained
Unseen observers perched on a warm rock.
Go there now, or top some other apogee,
And say goodbye, for I am already
Out of reach on Charon's ferry, and can
See your words unfurl like almond blossom
In the ether: soft whispered curls of sound
That becomes the hush-dance of the ocean.
And when you light a candle think of me,
Put a kiss on your fingertips and blow
It to the winds of Africa, for I
Am in each speck of the Sahara, my
Life but a memory that is flashing
Across the universe, a shooting star,
Death a mirror fractured by blinding light.
Jane Sharp
2010
FUNERAL IN VRAHASSI
Do you remember my ex friend, George? Well his brother, Manolis, sadly lost his life to cancer and the funeral was today at 4.00 p.m. I send my condolensces to all the family.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
VERDICT - INNOCENT!
Now I am sure that you have all been having sleepless nights wondering what happened between Littlelegs and me. Well, apart from never speaking to him again, after he brought the police on me, whilst trying to get into the bar he locked me out of, way back in 2008, I have had to suffer the indignity of court proceedings. To cut a very long story short, last year I was absolved of owing him anything. Today's court appearance was a formality which was instantly dealt with, with a verdict of 'Innocent'. I thought you may like to see what the halls of justice in Neapolis look like. So, no more sleepless nights over that one. I love my wonderful solicitor, who was a tower of strength throughout the whole proceedings. And of course David, as always, was my anchor. I'll tell you what though, when I do decide to write my memoirs, there'll be one hot mama bursting at the seams, and the film of 'The Island' will seem like a load of mushed grapes in a barrel.
Monday, September 27, 2010
CHRISTMAS PRESENTS
OK everyone, Christmas must have crossed your minds! How about giving one of your friends or relatives a copy of my book? It is a unique gift which gives an insight into Cretan life. Not only that but it will brighten up those dark winter nights. Here is the trailer to remind you what the book is all about. Happy reading, and a Happy Christmas! (bet I'm the first to wish you that). Love Jane x
Oh, and by the way, you can also order a copy from your local library, just quote the ISBN number on the advert opposite. And for all further details see my website: http://janesharp.org/
Oh, and by the way, you can also order a copy from your local library, just quote the ISBN number on the advert opposite. And for all further details see my website: http://janesharp.org/
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