"There is nothing more beautiful than a well-hoed vineyard, well-tied, with the right leaves and that smell of earth baked by the August sun. A well-worked vineyard is like a healthy physique, a body that lives, that has its breath and its sweat. A vineyard that climbs on the back of a hill until it is etched in the sky is a familiar sight, yet the curtains of simple and deep rows appear a magical door. Under the vines is red tilled earth, the leaves hide treasures, and beyond the leaves is the sky."
Created by d'Araprì