I see my mind as a tapestry woven through with memories, dreams and thoughts.

Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Day of the Workers

Last night, we arrived home late from a music session to come upon the townspeople working through the night to produce these intricate May Day crosses which appear for this one day, unexpectedly, on street corners and in squares around the old town.











12 comments:

Style, She Wrote said...

Beautiful. Thank you for sharing! xo style, she wrote

aguja said...

And thank you for commenting!

Paulita said...

Those are lovely. What a nice beginning to May. I think people, myself included, have forgotten the meaning of May Day.

aguja said...

What is particularly lovely is the effort and time spent creating the crosses, so you tend to think about the meaning of May Day.
Thank you, Paulita!

Elizabeth said...

What beautiful crosses!

tinajo said...

They are beautiful! :-)

aguja said...

Thank you Elizabeth and Tinajo. So much goes into their making that it is good to share them.

Olga said...

Amazing photos! :)

(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

These are just beautiful. It's so nice when community works together.

Deborah Lawrenson said...

For this fascinating insight, and many other lovely posts, please accept the Beautiful Blogger award sent your way from my blog!

aguja said...

Thank you Olga and Diane. I really appreciate your comments. Deborah .. that is so kind of you; thank you for the encouragement ... and I accept!

Spangle said...

Beautiful.