One day, John Smith simply appeared. He walked onto the premises, picked up a shovel, and set to work in the vegetable garden. He said not a word. More
John Smith came to Kylemore Abbey, the home of the Benedictine sisters, to watch things grow. He tended the gardens, the flower boxes, the rusty hinges and pathways. He did not share the faith of the Benedictine sisters. He had not come to this remote estate seeking absolution or comfort. And yet, what he sought was just as precious.