If you wander to the end of one of the garden paths in San Lodovico ...
You will be greeted by a beautiful plaque...
On a stone wall....that's probably surrounded by roses in the spring...
Keeping watch over the pumpkins and eggplants and zucchini and one stalk of corn
growing in the fall garden...
Along with feathered friends who choose to sing....
Some may rest.....
Or Pray....
But all will be....
Blessed...
