Villa Pisani garden from the front entrance

Villa Pisani garden from the front entrance
Villa Pisani garden from the front entrance

Just before a storm there is an intensity to colours in Italy. Shadows darken and deepen to indigo and violet. For me these are Kodachrome moments. Looking down through the garden my minds eye expects a barefoot Ava Gardener to move silently through the gravel and overgrown borders. Did the last Countess drift through late afternoon light, deep in thought, wondering about the future and her garden. Did she know the joys of being barefoot in the long grass at Villa Pisani?