Large trees shaded the cemetery and birdsong wasthe onlynoise that broke the drowsyafternoon serenity as she laid the brightyellowdaffodils near the miniaturemarblestatue of a kneelingangel.
It not only provided the outlet from which the water sprouted from the statue in the villa's garden but could even be found, in more miniature form, inside bowls from which you drank your water or wine at table.