Sadly, no snow yesterday. I was so excited about the prospect that I kept getting up during the night on Friday looking out the window at the light snow falling. You would have thought I was four years old…not a “woman of a certain age” as the French so kindly put it. Sometime during the night it turned to rain and washed away any that may have settled on the boats and gondolas.
But early in the morning I saw this floating in the canal outside my window
Here is another picture as it floats under the bridge
Wouldn’t you think I could create a story around those flowers? A short story, or perhaps even a novel?
And here is as close as I got to snow
The ice skating rink at San Polo. They were doing some work on it so no skaters right then.
I was sitting in the front outside seat on the vaporetto…you get the best pictures that way…and this name on a water taxi says it all
I did get some really great pictures and here is a selection
Lights in the window
Chimney pot (I have a really good zoom lens)
Lights reflected on water …a nice touch
So hard to take a bad reflections picture in Venezia
Someone put their lights up…this is just above the skating rink.
Yes, one of my “artsy” shots. I love the juxtaposition of the house and bare tree.
I waited out the tourists in the narrow calle for this one
Was he really supposed to check his text?
Need to wander San Marco at night again sometime this week.
Did I mention I’m going fur hat shopping. This one is fabulous and I think she knows it…sorry a little fuzzy, the vaporetto was slamming into the dock as you know they do.
Yes, tanto freddo, but if you are dressed for it Venice is absolutely magical at this time of the year. Actually it is magical any time of the year in my opinion but the cold crisp air adds as special sparkle.