I just followed the Hat, but there were arresting places that just made me stop and stare. We were there to climb a stairs up to a chapel which is asociated with St. Thomas Aquinas and his death. I fell behind to soak up the garden. I do not remember how I noticed the place to climb to the chapel. The columns were striking, and the garden a place of peace. It held me as long as it could.
October 19th, 2015
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