There’s no excuse for not knowing the time in Venice. Many of the campi (squares) and calli (streets) have clocks mounted on a wall. Mind you, they may not display an accurate time, but we can’t have everything, can we?
Here is just a tiny sample. You’ll find many more the next time you’re there, I promise. It makes a change from spotting pissotte, anyhow!
Campo San Bartolomeo
Campo Santo Stefano
And for those who need reminding, or have never encountered one, here is an example of a pissotta. (Ask me, if you don’t know what they are.)
For those who know that red cars just go faster than the others …
Whatever name you use, I think (hope) the place you go to get medicine, etc., isn’t quite like this.
The photos are from the wonderful Herberton Village Museum. Have I told you lately how much I love that place?
Mother’s little helper.
Small wonder it worked so well!
Some of you will recognise these offerings:
And, if you overdid it with the Chocolax, you might appreciate one of these:
These are especially for you, Andrew Petcher.
High tide can affect Piazza San Marco very quickly, and produce some interesting reflections.
These are from Forte Marghera, Mestre. You won’t see many tourists there.
Inside the Arsenale, Venice.
Coming back from the Lido.
At Hasties Swamp which is not far from my town, Dismal Swamp.
Even if you try to avoid taking typical photos, when you’re in Burano, what can you do?
Someone once told me the name of the tree that erupts with these vivid blossoms every spring, but the information has vanished from my hard drive (aka brain). Once the blossoms are spent, then the tree allows leaves to appear.
I really like the contrast of the yellow blossoms with the cloudless blue sky.
Does anyone recognise this tree and its blooms?
Here’s a tiny sample of some venerable old automobiles, at the Herberton Historic Village.
And, here is one fully restored model. I wonder how many hours of love and labour went into this?