... but I usually get distracted. A cappuccino stop in a little calle near Campo San Barnaba beckons. They also serve the coldest prosecco in town, so I'll be back here later this evening. And how do they keep those petunias looking so darn good all through a blistering Venetian summer?
Back to business, and I walk along Fondamenta di Socorsso, nearing the supermarket. This isn't the sort of thing I see on the way to Coles Floreat.
Lots of canals means lots of steps. Pretty, although pulling a shopping buggy up and down them is hard work. Different from loading everything into the car. But hey, who's complaining?
The flower seller on Calle Zane is a fixture on my shopping-day list.The scent of jasmine in late spring/early summer fills the whole neighbourhood. Geraniums do well on my window sill.
And then home through Campo Santa Margherita, balancing flowers on the groceries, hoping I don't upend the lot on the next set of steps. Some have other things on their minds.
It's only June, and winter seems to have lasted for months. September can't come soon enough. Overseas travel doesn't look likely this year or even next, so any thoughts of a Venetian summer have to be put aside. Thank goodness for photos and memories.