However impressed by the splendor of the verdant hillsides, it is the golden girasoli that embrace our steps into the garden. A soothing feeling, is it not? After a long day, rest we may. We are tethered to the earth, grounded in tranquility and assuredness by our friend Marrone.
Always first and never last.
Marrone, in this lovely world you give us direction.
Stamped with un bacio, our enduring affection.