Mi dispiace di dover andare via cosi presto.

According to this lovely, huge Italian to English dictionary that no one but me probably uses here…the phrase above means “I’m sorry I have to go away so soon.” I truly am. But someday I’ll be back to stay…forever. I know it in my heart and feel it in my bones.
It is again a lovely day and I know that I have shown you this view so many times but it is ever changing for me…the view from the Ponti dei Scudi that shows the canal right outside my apartment.

And as usual a couple were taking pictures of each other with that view and I took theirs together with their camera.

I didn’t buy anything when I was out shopping yesterday but this shop was open today and they had such pretty things in the window. I didn’t spend very much…honest.

I left home with the idea that I would cross the Ponti de Diavalo and see what was on the other side…and I did.

That usually doesn’t happen because my camera is so easily distracted.
The picture below is the view outside Luna Sentada the restaurant where I had my wonderful birthday dinner last year. Whatever they were cooking smelled simply delicious but I had already spent most of my Euros and I had food at home I need to eat.

Doesn’t someone need to grab that bucket and bail the water out of the bottom of this poor boat? Or do they consider it a lost cause?


In the States we would go for a drive on a beautiful day like this. In Venice you can go for a row in the canals.

I am standing in the doorway of the former Questura (now just a regular police office) where in the books Guido Brunetti works. This is the bridge he would cross to go to Campo San Lorenzo.


But the Campo was not my main objective. I needed to visit some friends one last time…the Dingo cats.





This young man sat down to sketch the cat and you can see what the cat thinks…that is the top of his head to the right behind the bench.


As I rounded the corner it was a good thing that I didn’t need anything from Punto because they were closed. I find it just wonderful the way shops pull in their signs, pull down the shutters and you can’t tell they were there to begin with.

And the final view from the Ponti dei Scudi for this trip…in the other direction.

I didn’t buy the lovely clock for many reasons. I bought much less expensive jewelry that I won’t have any trouble getting home. The plan is to return to that other place and adjust to living in retirement. There isn’t much of a change in income…just the time of the month it comes. I will continue my study of Italian, maybe take an art class or maybe even a “photography for publication” class. I will begin the long process of sorting through my worldly goods and disposing of what I don’t absolutely need rather than waiting till I’m ready to move. At the moment I’m on what I call my three year plan to move to Venice.
I found this for you on YouTube. I wish I could say the pictures are mine…they are not…but could have been.
For now:
Arrivederci.