Maybe that title is a bit insensitive considering the flooding in England. Still it was a thought that crossed my mind last night driving through a torrential downpour in Rangiora, where the gutters were having trouble draining away the deluge. Many street corners were awash - though not needing boats to navigate them ...
I couldn't help thinking of the last few days of my extended summer holiday last year, spent by the sea...
Wherever water is causing hardship and heartache, may there be relief and a safe haven not too far away.
I couldn't help thinking of the last few days of my extended summer holiday last year, spent by the sea...
Where tradition and modernity get on with their watery business;
Where reflections may or may not be of the watery kind;
And where boats ply watery streets as a matter of course.
Venice of course.
Wherever water is causing hardship and heartache, may there be relief and a safe haven not too far away.
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Ironically my parents are off to Venice today for a week's holiday. I have made the point to them that they could have saved a deal of money and travel time by driving down to the Somerset Levels...
Venice looks beautiful. I could have lingered in that cafe for hours.
I've always wanted a house with a stream or river running at the bottom of the garden. As yet I have still to own one.... probably not such a bad thing!
Steve: Indeed! Hope they enjoy themselves in Venice all the same.
rusty duck: I certainly felt that way - the heat was just right, there was no flooding, it was all I had expected of it and more.
Cro Magnon: Now come on - you have a tower! A stream can certainly be a mixed blessing, but I do enjoy my ephemeral one - that's an official term for a natural run off around here.
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