This isn't exactly a local custom that belongs only to the Paros Island inhabitants. The greek people have a deep religious spirit, but developed in a simple, modest way. All the islands even the whole country is spreaded by innumerables churchs, smalls, brightful dressed with white washed walls and mostly with a brilliant blue dome. I guess that sometimes are like personal chapels. Nevertheless the sense is in there. Their beliefs becomes in artistic objects spreaded wherever you go.
One morning I get up and after the yummy breakfast I started to walk randomly just enjoying the splendent sun of Paros, and on the square beside the block of my hotel, just in front of the fishermen pier, I saw some men extending his huge fishing nets on the sidewalk of the square. They were fixing the broken nets, trying to get ready to work appropiately the next day. Laborious, concentrated and silent this men was showing his incredible skills with this delicated subsistence tool.