On my final morning in Venice I plan to sleep in, having risen before daybreak for the previous six days in a row.
In our dark bedroom at 5 o clock, a mosquito is sent to wake me up. Eventually this insistent messenger’s whine is enough to toss me out of the room into a cold foggy dawn.
I cross the Accademia bridge without a particular plan. As I wonder which way to go, a vaporetto (little steamer) materializes through the mist. As she glides nearer she brings the scene to life – aglow, awake and at work (as am I) in a still-slumbering city.
Venice – La Serenissima – Most Serene
Postscript: What a funny thing that something as irritating as a mosquito could lead to a serene situation. There must be a moral to this story. Happy endings may come out of perceived misfortune.
Notes on colour-building with Neocolor 2 and Luminance are in my previous post Perfect Partners