Things get started early in this city. I was wakened by the clatter, not of Santa’s reindeer on the roof, but someone dragging their wheeled suitcase across the campo. When I rolled out of bed, I was rewarded by seeing an early morning chat at the edicola (newsstand).
The street lights were still shining brightly.
And, a hard working fellow was almost finished sweeping the pavement. Then he turned his attention to collecting our rubbish and recycled things. (Paper and cardboard today.)
Here is a corner of the bedroom in this apartment. The Venetian mirror is very kind to sleepy early morning faces. The silvered surface on the back has faded and blackened, so only a vague image is reflected back. I like it!
Hello World 
Sigh. Venice is enchanting whatever the time of day. Mirror mirror on the wall……
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It answered “You are, Andrew”.
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So true. (Blushes)
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And, I was really cheesed off at it’s perfidy, Andrew.
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Still so dark at 6 am. Here the sun is rising about 4.45. It’s been warm today too, about 27 degrees. How nice to see a pretty corner of your apartment and your lovely view.
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Here the sun is bright and has a promise of 28C today. I am just trying to get rid of my envy you being in Venice and us here in Australia where it is going to be a long and dry summer.
Still, the rhubarb-apple crumble will be nice. Any chance of a white Christmas?
I love that shot of the newsstand.
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I just saw it is 34 back in Myrtleford. It’s about 8 here, very pleasant. However, it might be difficult to score rhubarb-apple crumble. How does Milo cope in the heat? He’d have lots of canine friends over here.
If we get snow, you’ll know doubt here my happy cries all the way to your place.
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Your post makes me think of a famous French song ” il est 5h ,Paris s ‘ éveille ” ( it is 5h am, Paris awakes “)
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Campo Santo Stefano is awaking in the early morning . Your post is a poem in images, Yvonne . This makes me inspiring and it is like I was there .
Love ❤
Michel
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That’s a lovely video, thank you, Michel. And, thank you for your always encouraging words. I like that little car!
Hugs ❤
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Now that it’s 1:30pm here and I’m finally able to access my email (my internet connection slows way down at certain times of the day) I see that a lot of other people saw your post long before I did here on the west coast of the US.
It looks like a lovely apartment. At least you shouldn’t have to set an alarm to wake you up so you can throw open your shutters and listen to the church bells.
I think you know why I love Venice in December (along with Joseph Brodsky and a few others).
Don’t forget to watch and see if “Vocal Skyline” is doing a concert (or two ) while you are there. They were at La Pieta (on my birthday) in 2013 and it was just me and their Venetian families in the church. I know you would enjoy it.
I’m right there in that bead crumb trail too….gobbling them up like a little bird.
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I’ve been watching the posters (and Il Gazzetino) for what’s on, and as always, there’s plenty. Just like Dismal Swamp was, in fact! The lights on the tree in the Piazza were lit last night, they look so darn pretty.
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Sigh!….Make that one continuous very long sighhhhh!
Oh, how I miss my beloved. But thankfully people on TV keep taking me there. The Brunetti series is running here and I put up with the German just to view the City of My Dreams. (no offense to any German speakers it’s just strange to hear it being spoken in Venezia…at least in this era, I know that once it was THE language when it was part of the Austrian empire)
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Great post and I see with that mirror there is no need to unscrew light bulbs.
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LOL. I had forgotten about your cruel lighting, Darlene.
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I wanna come too. Now! Mummy, not later.
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Oh, for goodness’ sakes, little Johnny. If you’re good , we’ll see.
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That mirror is amazing. Just the shape and color of the frame…This place looks beautifully furnished. What luck to be able to stay there. And having a news stand so close is nice as well. Not to mention the well in the lobby…
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I can be well read and thirst quenched, all in one easy location! I am savouring this unusual experience, thanks to Alvise.
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That’s my view of Campo Santo Stefano as I walk through from Dogana or Salute to Piazza San Marco many mornings Yvonne! I leave the sunrise photographer doing his thing and head over via Accademia – it’s my favourite time of day, when almost no-one’s about. Thank you for a little revisit while I’m otherwise occupied, especially as we shall be in the other direction in January.
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It is absolute heaven in Venice right now, Anne, with so few of us tourists around. Mind you, I haven’t been lurking around Rialto or the Piazza.
Karen told me how to pronounce your name the Italian way; I like it!
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It’s much more interesting isn’t it?
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Wonderful to have a glimpse of your Italian paradise Yvonne. Good morning!
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I think this is one of the attractions of following blogs, we get to be legal voyeurs.
How is your mom doing?
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She is doing fantastic! Loves her new place and her new life. It’s a joy to watch her become a butterfly. Thanks for asking!
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I love those peeks into busy places in their silent, hidden modes. It’s another world that exists that only a few see.
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Yes, you’re right. Thank you, noisy person with suitcase.
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I recognise that mirror. It’s the one from Snow White. Your first photo takes me back to the Verona railway station at 3 am New Year’s morning in 1986. Don’t ask me why or how, but I had not a word of Italian and needed a coffee!
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Oh boy, were you able to get some coffee? Where had you been, and where were you going? New Year’s morning, there’s probably a story attached to that, Bruce.
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I had arrived in Verona by train from Lyons. My hosts in Lyons had given me a bottle of wine to celebrate the New Year on the train. If you know the Verona railway station, it is miles out of town. It was freezing cold. I said “café” to the coffee server and got a tiny cup with sticky stuff at the bottom. I wanted a cup of coffee! I didn’t have any Italian money and was desperate to go to the bathroom!
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And, then what happened?? You can’t leave us dangling. (How many times have I told you to go to the toilet before you leave home? Did you have clean underwear?)
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All of the above – but I ended up naked midwinter in the Verona railway station’s men’s room, trying to work out how to use the “hole-in-the-floor” facility.
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I thought as much!
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What a treat! When you look out your window, you see Campo Stefano. I want that mirror!
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It’s really a work of art. I keep discovering other treasures in this apartment, Emma. I wish I knew the history of the family who lived here.
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Oh to have such an amazing venetian looking- glass to look through!
[“mirror” just doesn’t cut it ]
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It’s a little beauty, Cynthia, I wonder when it was made.
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A lovely post …lovely photos!
( earplugs my dear…earplugs!)
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It’s unusual for me to wake early, unless it’s because a starving cat is patting my face, Linda.
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I cannot place where on Campo San Stefano you are , I know where Sheilas apartment is, where is this in relation (being nosy )
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I’m on the opposite side, I can see that apartment and the church from my windows.
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You’re on the third floor (fourth in some parts of the world), so there is nothing wrong with your hearing.
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I can always close the shutters on the windows if things get too raucous out there, Bert.
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Makes me feel like I’m there again…which I will be in April!!! I always look forward to posts like this…they carry me along like Hansel and Gretel’s breadcrumb trail!
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We’re like shavings of iron to a magnet, Helen!
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What a wonderful location! I hope the outside noises will not be too much of a bother. Santo Stefano is one church I have not been inside yet….hope you will treat us to your impressions!!! Enjoy the rest of your day.
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I’ll have to refresh my memories of that church, Jane. It’s so easy to just drift past and almost forget it’s there! The days are nice, very grey, but not too cold yet, good for walking around.
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