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First rays of light. First voices of dawn. Sunrise: a ritual that goes back thousands of years, it awakens the industriousness of the farmers, brightens the colours of the landscape, and illuminates our days of both leisure and work. The first voice of dawn: the watcher of events, harvests and seasons.
Dry stone walls, trulli that wind across the landscape, beaten tracks that run along the vineyards, red soil and white stone. A region full of evocative charm, a region that has always been dedicated to the production of first-rate wines.
La vora. Beneath our steps, a hollow in the labyrinths of Salento landscape with its chalky subsoil, where the scent of the rocks is warmed by the sun.
Palmenti, places where the must used to ferment, places sacred to our tradition. It is in those walls, in the reflections of the rock exposed to the sun, in the faces of the tireless workers, that all the magic of our wine lies. Dug into the rock, etched into history.
First rays of light. First voices of dawn. Sunrise: a ritual that goes back thousands of years, it awakens the industriousness of the farmers, brightens the colours of the landscape, and illuminates our days of both leisure and work. The first voice of dawn: the watcher of events, harvests and seasons.
Dry stone walls, trulli that wind across the landscape, beaten tracks that run along the vineyards, red soil and white stone. A region full of evocative charm, a region that has always been dedicated to the production of first-rate wines.
La vora. Beneath our steps, a hollow in the labyrinths of Salento landscape with its chalky subsoil, where the scent of the rocks is warmed by the sun.
Palmenti, places where the must used to ferment, places sacred to our tradition. It is in those walls, in the reflections of the rock exposed to the sun, in the faces of the tireless workers, that all the magic of our wine lies. Dug into the rock, etched into history.