These are pictures from an afternoon visit to the Eremo di San Bartolomeo in Legio (The Hermitage of San Bartolomeo in Legio) a place I dream of returning and brining my beloved to share the experience with me. The afternoon we visited in 1998 my heart was heavy with grief from the loss of my mother, my best friend who went to glory less than a year before. Grief that was hard to work through because I was also dealing withe reality of a difficult and dangerous situation at home. Being in Italy with my family was a brief respite from the situation I was dealing with at home. I don't mean to be cryptic, that is a story in itself for another day. i traveled from Boston to Rome and my dad, my two sisters, each with one of their daughters and my sister-in-love and her and my brothers son all few in from Texas. We were going to visit our family in Italy and to make a family pilgrimage in honor of my mother who recently passed to her and our family's patron Sain...