2012-10-20 / Comments (17)
While my son followed the boatman’s song with “row row row your boat”-my daughter’s lively imagination propelled her to the way people in the olden times. The gondola swerved into smaller water channels, compressed by the rows of houses projecting on either side. The balconeys of most houses were decorated by a riot of colorful flowers. I imagined fair maiden peeping out of the balcony, glancing shyly at the boatman who had purposefully directed his boat there-to glance at lady of his heart…hmmm I know too vivid imagination-but that’s was just the Gondola ride playing tricks on my mind.