I really just love this photo of two kids we were walking next to in Venice. They could have been in Omaha for all they cared. At the same time, their parents were three steps ahead, heads craning upward to take in the buildings they were passing. So funny to watch.
And this made me stop and think about MY memories of Venice. Particularly the quiet scenes at night, which have become a regular touchstone for my photo shows and blog entries.