This artful fold in a hillside might have been set for a splendid summer romance or comedy. The rock on the left could have been intended, its masses are so democratic like spectators in the bleachers. There is a smiling face there. The slender waterfall keeps the arbor's residents nourished and happy. While far above an arid hilltop deflects the winds away. And Horace keeps it a secret. (Click Twice to Find the Face)
