Sunrise in Venice is a great reward for the early riser.
The sunlight glitters over the water.
You may even come across a painter capturing all the great colors of dawn.
Or so my husband says, I stayed in bed until a reasonable hour.
This is the church of San Zaccaria, the facade uses a mixture of Gothic and Renaissance styles, circa 1400s.
And this, is my dearest yellow ball, Spiky, circa 2013.
My magnificent home is next to San Zaccaria, all the other dogs and doges are jealous.
My human is a champion thrower of spiky balls.
Without fail, I gallantly retrieve Spiky.
Spiky and I spend each afternoon in front of my church playing fetch with my human.
Cat watches our ritual from the window with great interest.
I have my awesome San Zaccaria and my stoic ball, Spiky, what more could any doge want?
Piazza della Cattedrale is located in the heart of Ferrara, and everywhere you look there are bikes.
In each alcove and portico there were bikes all in rows ready to go.
While the natural preferences of bikes was to stay together in herds, there were loners who were happy sought quiet walls to rest against, like this bike outside our excellent hotel.
Some of the bikes were very dapper.
Others were more rough and ragged.
Most of the bicycles were adorned with baskets, everyone needs a good accessory, right?
This lucky cat bike was tucked away in a secluded courtyard, it was very shy.
Cats were not the only things to embellish the bikes of Ferrara, This fashionable dog was at home in his very own, blanky lined basket.
Ferrara was a city full of fabulous cats.
This stunner was enjoying the view from the top of a car.
A gentleman kitty cat was enjoying a splash of afternoon sun.
We found this sleepyhead just waking up in the early morning.
Never has a cat looked so aloof while dozing on top of a car.
While this fellow looked like he was the bad boy of the block he was a charmer who all the locals knew and loved.
He would strut his stuff down the road…
and the strike a fabulous pose that would make the women swoon.
This dramatic fellow was Girolamo Savonarola, a Ferrara born Dominican friar known for the burning of books and art in his “bonfires of the vanities.”
Meanderings Abound 