Since 1991

A destiny written in the stars

Evenings in the open countryside are one of humanity’s greatest assets, an experience that involves the five senses like few other things in the world.

A combination of sensations that changes from season to season, month to month and even from day to day. 

All unique and impossible to repeat, works of art by that grand master that could only be Nature itself.

Evenings in the open countryside are one of humanity’s greatest assets, an experience that involves the five senses like few other things in the world.

A combination of sensations that changes from season to season, month to month and even from day to day. 

All unique and impossible to repeat, works of art by that grand master that could only be Nature itself.

That particular September evening was certainly not the first that Mariano and Raffaele had spent beneath the stars in front of that vast area of vineyard.

The darkness intensified the green leaves that hung from the vines making them appear almost an intense blue, while the clusters hidden by that same foliage reflected here and there the rays of the moon.

It could have been the magic in the air or the maybe the half-full glasses they held in their hands, but that night in the countryside it was as though they had found themselves in front of the sea.

That particular September evening was certainly not the first that Mariano and Raffaele had spent beneath the stars in front of that vast area of vineyard.

The darkness intensified the green leaves that hung from the vines making them appear almost an intense blue, while the clusters hidden by that same foliage reflected here and there the rays of the moon.

It could have been the magic in the air or the maybe the half-full glasses they held in their hands, but that night in the countryside it was as though they had found themselves in front of the sea.

The air was crisp, like the sparkling wine in their glasses. 

The clear, calm sky made every luminous point of a constellation visible.

The two brothers were barely twenty years old and at that age, it’s easy to dream with your eyes open. Especially if one of the stars before you glides down, leaving a trail of bright light in its wake.  

The air was crisp, like the sparkling wine in their glasses. 

The clear, calm sky made every luminous point of a constellation visible.

The two brothers were barely twenty years old and at that age, it’s easy to dream with your eyes open. Especially if one of the stars before you glides down, leaving a trail of bright light in its wake.  

What is instead rather difficult, is to make the same wish while watching the same comet: this happened too but the two brothers would discover it only some years later, when on that land, in front of an oceanic expanse of vines, beneath a canopy of stars and making a toast with two glasses of wine taken directly from the barrel, they created their winery. 

What is instead rather difficult, is to make the same wish while watching the same comet: this happened too but the two brothers would discover it only some years later, when on that land, in front of an oceanic expanse of vines, beneath a canopy of stars and making a toast with two glasses of wine taken directly from the barrel, they created their winery. 

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