It was another sunny, but cool morning when I walked across the Accademia Bridge to look for a piece of street art that my friend Barbara had found earlier this year. It seems to have vanished, or disintegrated, as it was done on paper and then glued to a wall.
There was evidence that the tide had been quite high during the night, although there had been no acqua alta forecast.
I wasn’t sure how much good this old boat would be in the event of high water.
It has become a bit of a fad in various places in Italy, to show your undying love for someone (well, at least for this week), by placing a padlock on some ancient edifice, then throwing the key into some nearby water. This is marginally less damaging than writing about your love for Chiara (this week), in permanent felt tip pen, on a vera da pozzo (well head). The authorities view these tokens with a dim eye, so I expect to see this example of eternal love cut off in the near future. Love is ephemeral …
This handsome fellow was taking advantage of the sun for a bit of feline grooming and yoga.
Now, here’s a good use for all those empty coke cans.
And, we all knew spritz was medicinal, didn’t we?
And, finally, this pissotta is brought to you by the colour red.