We spent a week in Lefkara, a pretty village situated on the southern slopes of the Troodos Mountains in Cyprus. Originally, it was the traditional Cyprian house I found to stay in and the history of the lace-making woman that lured me. Now, looking at my photographs of Lefkara, I find that there is just something about cobbled narrow village streets that get to me.
I love it that people make the entrances to their homes so welcoming with flowers, pots and loads of colour.
Delicate handmade lace from Lefkara has been famous since the 15th Century.
Watch this YouTube below, a very interesting video on lace-making in Lefkara and hear how this tradition is unfortunately slowly being lost…
Beautiful stained glass windows set against the bright blue – such care taken!
This was taken early in the morning, about 7.30am – very old lady still doing her own shopping at the delightful fresh produce stores, a little out of focus as I was quite far behind her and did not want to upset her by taking a pic…
Like all European countries, Cyprus has elderly men gathering for their daily gossip and playing of board games and cards – what do they talk about all day?
At the end of a hot day, the best place to cool down and read the newspaper is right outside your front door – wonder what my neighbours would think if I did that?
What luck to see this wedding procession right in front of our house – simply beautiful with the music, laughter and feeling of excitement
Cyprus can lay claim to being the oldest commercial wine producing country in the world – these vats are part of the traditional wine making process in Cyprus and make a great flower pot or just stand alone statement – click HERE to read about the history of wine making in Cyprus
Every Sunday, this chap arrives in his mobile “shop” where he makes and sells loukoumades, delicious little sweet puffs which are deep fried and drizzled with honey and cinnamon – they were wonderful. Want to try and make some, click HERE for a recipe
I want to be there again, soaking it all up, it’s those narrow lanes that now call me back to Lefkara. Do you enjoy wandering around the villages of Europe?