Following in the tracks of St. George

It's been a while since I've posted here. Fortunately, Meg has added new posts and added photographs to our album as well. There was so much to do for the Summer Literary Seminars and so much to see in Tbilisi that my time-management skills vanished and I slipped behind in everything I was doing. Now, Meg and I are back in Kingston and both of us still have lots of stories to tell and pictures to post.

Over the next few weeks, look for regular posts from both of us as we savour our sweet memories of Tbilisi and pass our stories and images on to you. I can't speak for Meg, but my head is so full of memories that the timeline blurs until it seems like a two week long dream. My posts will likely not be in any particular order or follow a particular timeline but instead simply tell tales outside time along this dreamscape.

Meanwhile, here's some images for you. There are a number of stories told about how this ancient land came to be called Georgia. Perhaps the most appealing is the tale that St. George, he of the dragon slaying, had once come here and the land was renamed after him. In the large Freedom Square at the centre of Tbilisi, on a tall pillar, there is a golden statue of St. George slaying the dragon. Here are my photographs of the sculpture up close and of the pillar on which it stands.