“We all need something to look forward to.”
That is my Mom talking. She says it often and she is right. We do, we bumbling, beautiful humans; we do.
And so now, and for the foreseeable future (if such a thing truly exists), I will be counting down the days until I can return to Venice.
For this magical city truly stole my heart.
I would move to La Serenissima if I could, return tonight if possible. And yes, I cried when I left.
How did I even get there?
Any of you who have been reading for even the smallest amount of time can sumrise that I don’t have the means and you would be right. But with true friendship, so much becomes possible.
And that includes wishing on this watery star after a year (and counting, for the hard work is still in progress, all uncertain) of pulling hand over wrist to keep my head above the line. Of not looking past this one day, let alone towards a city that spins eternal, whether or not that might be the case in the…foreseeable future.
To feel pure joy.
It feels like breathing beauty to have a dream again.
Oh, how I am hopefully grateful.
Grazie Venezia, grazie mia cara amica.
Namaste, Diana.
Very well stated – and I would expect no less from you! And yes, my friend was really looking forward to the "eyes popping out of my head" moment – and I did not disappoint her!
I was one seriously happy girl there. Can I go back now? 🙂
Shireen, we were SO lucky! The weather was perfection and yet there were no crowds to speak of. Amazing. So glad you love it there too.
Merci!
Absolutely exquisite photographs, Heather. And so glad to hear that dreams are taking root again. xo
Mrs. Abstract & I have not been to Venice. Thank you for the wonderful photos.
Exquisite photos, Heather. May you always have something to look forward to.
Lovely pictures, beautiful city! I'm so glad that you received this gift and happy that it did not disappoint! I, myself, have slid under the line of late – maybe I need something to look forward to? But there is beauty all around me – you point this out to us in your posts. I will try to shift my focus to these simple things of beauty, and maybe be a little hopefully grateful.
The photos alone are a breath of beauty for me. So, I can only imagine how wonderful it was/is for you.