snow can wait, I forgot my mittens

So, remember the cold autumn winds I was talking about? Yeah, make that winter winds. They say snow is coming. I've lit candles all over the studio, and I'm keeping my hands around a cup of hot coffee to warm them up. My hands are hopeless when it comes to cold times. They turn purple and are constantly cold. Therefore, I dream of warmer places, and I'll share my dreams with you. In april this year, me, my mom and my aunt travelled to Venice for a week. What a beautiful, magical and wondrous place. I went crazy with cameras, and not long ago, I scanned the films from the trip. Here's a bunch of 'em.