When it is raining and the dawn comes slowly, I sometimes go places. Do you want to come with me?
Finding a quiet alley in Venice is not as easy as one might think. But over somewhere around the big fish market and then just a few more twist and turns and we are here. Window shutters slap open to the late morning while the clicking of shoes echo into the distance. The warmth softly radiates back to us off of the brick walls where the deep shade is still cool and welcoming. Venetia Italia, how many have wander into this wabi sabi alley of yours?