Villa Carolina

Sitting on the sofa, the view of the Valley will roll before your eyes.

The sound of the wind caressing the trees and the happy singing of the sparrow and the turtle-dove and the hopping of the blackbird: you will be moved by these sounds and it will be easy to recognise in the distance, down where the river slowly flows amongst the poplars, an ancient painter depicting the Madonna del Parto or the Resurrection, or a monk dressed only in his cowl, talking to the wolf, the birds and the ants and slowly walking up a rock at the end of the Valley where in poverty and holiness he once received the stigmas, and looking west catch sigh of a small boy named Michelangelo among lords and soldiers.

Old towns and castles: you will be taken by imagination and memories and feel an inner peace.