I’ve been in Venice over Easter and the papers have been reporting visitor gridlock, panic stations etc, so I thought I’d post some of my photos to demonstrate that if you just step away from the tourist routes by a few yards, the place is empty!
Tuesday March 29th. Vaporetto trip to Sant’ Erasmo to visit Mary Ann and Trevor. You can walk for miles, or a mile, anyway, and only see fields of vegetables, orchards, strips of untended land, a few houses (the island has a population of 750) and water. So we did, and then after tea and chocolate I caught the boat back, through the enchanted world of the lagoon at the ‘golden hour’ as the sun starts to sink.
Then yesterday I met up with Val Millington and we went for a Venice ‘Crones’ Ramble’ in honour of the crones’ walks we used to do in Somerset and Dorset whenever Ros Marchant was around.
Yesterday I learnt, among other things, the Italian for ‘clothes pegs’. Mollette. You can see just how much trust you can put in a Venetian clothes peg when you look at these cushions dangling over a canal.
Spring is now happening visibly, bursting out all over.
Here’s one for Jacy Wall: The Nature of Mending an Outboard Motor