Still thinking about Blue. This is more cheerful. I love Miki's photographs of southern Italy. Here are two of her self-portraits. Carnevale in Venice especially on mind. But before I do something evil (like put in spooky photographs of Venice films - Don't Look Now, anyone?), I'll try to do better, even with dial-up. Wings of the Dove (novel & film) comes to mind, as well. Actually, that's fairly frightening. Poor Millie. (Or Milly, both spellings used everywhere. It drives the editor in me nuts). I'll throw myself on the mercy of a photographer uploading from this year's festa. I scared myself silly in Venice at age 17 one night. But that's for later. ciao, le bellezze