Venetian homes, reflections

To the onlooker February, in Venice is all about the Carnivale. Even out here in the hills there is no escape from the delicious cakes (fritale filled with sweet cream) that fill the crystal glass shelves of all the bakeries and coffee shops. Food is served by season here. So barely has Christmas left and there are more taste experiences to tempt the unwary traveller. Light and colour is not constrained by season, it is however restricted to those who walk the path less travelled. Light dances on the canals to the almost silent tune of the water lapping on the ancient wooden props. This is the point at which time truly stands still.