All Good Things…

Wow, it’s the last day in Italy before I return home, and I am trying to put into words a bit of the flavor of my experience here. You can’t always truly describe a taste, or a color, because it’s the perception of each experience that makes it special. But. Here goes.

Lilly arrived last week, and on Sunday we took the train to Venice. That city is such a visual feast. We had great weather, and on Sunday walked along the canals and shopped. Monday Lilly went off sight-seeing and I painted along the water. Although I did more talking with passers-by than painting, the experience was unforgettable.

In the next blog posting, I’ll put up a picture of the sketch I was able to paint, along with a  photo of that area.

This first photo needs no caption, except to say this was in the Piazza San Marco. The happy couple looked so picturesque and so pleased that I think the day was everything they had been hoping it would be. Sweet!

Next is a picture of Lilly on the Ponte Rialto, where we hung out for a while and bummed a cigarette from two women from Vienna. For the record, neither of us are able to really inhale, but On Holiday, you know. We have to immerse ourselves,
Lilly on the Ponte RialtoA bit later we ate dinner on the canal, chatted extensively with a wonderful woman traveling from Germany, and  then set out on a short tour of the local bars. To be continued…..