The Sentinel of Gianicolo: the tall pine of Rome
I have stood as a silent sentinel over Rome, from my perch atop the Gianicolo hill, for centuries. My roots, gnarled and deep, have felt the pulse of this city
I have stood as a silent sentinel over Rome, from my perch atop the Gianicolo hill, for centuries. My roots, gnarled and deep, have felt the pulse of this city