Emerging from last evening's debate held at the Royal Geographical Society (‘Enough Money Has been Spent Saving Venice’) about which I may write anon, I took an idyllic saunter along the banks of the Serpentine in Kensington Gardens and watched swans preening against a fabulous painted sunset…After two hours pondering the fate of the Serenissima - a city that I adore, but which teeters on the edge of survival with sinking land and rising waters - it was balm and bliss to walk for a while in the green heart of my own city - even though it is truly no more immune from the ravages of pollution and no more secure from the fall-out of global warming than Venice…
And the swans? Well they were an unexpected and joyful bonus and you never see those on the Grand Canal!
[Image: © Brian Sibley]
2 comments:
How true . . .
. . . about the lack of swans on the Grand Canal I mean.
Your beautiful picture suggests that Venice will make "a swan-like end, Fading in music"...
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