Venetians

John and I are safely home in Toronto with time to look at our many new photographs.

We see that we have collected a small portrait of native Venetians,

working on the canals

or waiting with friends

for the ferry.

Meanwhile inside the vaporetto we find the captain,

Venetians catching up on gossip,

reading books,

 or papers,

 or phones,

on the way to their destination.

 Others work

 or play

 or relax with

 a drink in the campos.

 Even the Venetian Lion must share his pedestal during break-time.

 The streets are always busy

 with strollers

 and shoppers

come rain,

or come shine.

And new friends can be made. Meet our new friend Alessandra, at the Enoteca Rio Marin.

John and I even felt Venetian ourselves with our own apartment in the quiet of Cannareggio

where many Venetians still live.