Mi first time in Venice was in the glaring sun and I did not like it. The second time I was there, I arrived when it was drizzling and I fell in love with it. Lovely photo, Merisi :)
Frances, thank you! I visited your blog and was delighted. :-)
Simona, in my experience, during the summer season, getting up at dawn brings equally beautiful light.
Zosia, of course, a painter could come along and paint it in the Impressionist style. On the other hand, I chose to "paint" with my camera (photography = drawing with light (from the Greek words phos' ['φῶς'] + 'graphé'). ;-)
I think it would still be magical to be in Venice, even in the rain, struggling with an umbrella and trying to keep the raindrops off one's camera lens. But being in Vienna in the rain would seem as magical to me, as well. A case of "the grass is always wetter on the other side"?
Rainy Day in Venice
No, I am not in Venice. It is raining here in Vienna and that's when I start dreaming of Venice in the rain.
ReplyDeleteBut a beautiful day !!!!! With colored umbrella in VENEZIA!!!!
ReplyDeleteEnitram,
ReplyDeleteVenice is always beautiful, but especially in the rain.
Here is a Charles Aznavour song for you!
Good night from rainy Vienna,
Merisi
Merisi, I have collected some Park Avenue tulips for you over at my place.
ReplyDeleteI also could dream about Venice! xo
Mi first time in Venice was in the glaring sun and I did not like it. The second time I was there, I arrived when it was drizzling and I fell in love with it. Lovely photo, Merisi :)
ReplyDeleteVenice light is unbelievable! Colourful umbrellas on the silver background - a scene for an Impressionist to paint.
ReplyDeleteFrances,
ReplyDeletethank you!
I visited your blog and was delighted. :-)
Simona,
in my experience, during the summer season, getting up at dawn brings equally beautiful light.
Zosia,
of course, a painter could come along and paint it in the Impressionist style. On the other hand, I chose to "paint" with my camera (photography = drawing with light (from the Greek words phos' ['φῶς'] + 'graphé'). ;-)
Damp but beautiful!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic picture - enlarged, the reflections on the wet ground and the shimmery buildings across the water are just magical.
ReplyDeleteGreat shot!!
ReplyDeletelove the fadeout of the background..
so Venice!
Why do rainy days in Venice have to look so romantic?
ReplyDeleteI think it would still be magical to be in Venice, even in the rain, struggling with an umbrella and trying to keep the raindrops off one's camera lens. But being in Vienna in the rain would seem as magical to me, as well. A case of "the grass is always wetter on the other side"?
ReplyDeleteIt almost looks as if they are dancing...
ReplyDeleteElizabeth,
ReplyDeleteI agree! :-)
Karen,
it was magical, indeed! :-)
Paris Breakfasts,
San Giorgio simply disappear in the mist. ;-)
Loree,
my answer would be quite naughty! ;-)
Louciao,
it is homesickness. As much as I have come to like it here in Vienna, my first love will always be Italy.
Vicki Lane,
I was standing there quite some time, observing the scene, and I had the same impression. ;-)
Grazie mille per "com'e sta triste Venezia"!
ReplyDeleteA presto!!!!
Exceptional photo! If I painted, I'd paint this, exactly.
ReplyDeleteLL
Could be a painting.
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