Fish, Fog and Fowl, Campo Santa Margherita, This Morning

After a couple of days of needed rain (and, fortunately, not too much of it), the fog has returned, blanching the city's colors, softening its edges, making certain vistas seem like little more than a series of sheer overlapping printed screens lined up one behind the other. As if even in the real world perspective is just a theatrical trick, more about juxtaposition than actual distance.