Inside the Convent of Saint Clare of Montefalco is a garden with these miracle trees.
When we enter the garden, there is a feeling of His Presence and that of the Saint that lingers here among the rose bushes, the other flowering plants and the tree Bob and I lovingly call the Grandma Miracle Tree.
We have coined this name for the tree, as it dates back to the time of St. Clare.
One of the frescoes on the wall as we approached the garden, depicts one of St. Clare’s Visions.
It shows Jesus handing Clare a stick, asking her to water it.
Out of obedience, telling no one of her Vision, she watered the lifeless stick.
It brought and continues to bring forth blossoms and little nuts, for over 700 years, from which the Nuns make rosaries.
At one time, they only sent the rosaries to other Augustinian Monasteries, but now they are available to visiting pilgrims, as long as there are nuts available for the Nuns to make the rosaries.
As I said before, there is something about this Saint.
Years after pilgrims have gone on pilgrimage with us, they still request additional rosaries for some needy member of their family.
Clare is working through her Nuns and their faithfulness.