See that quincunx, how beautiful it is! What can you observe more graceful?
Marcus Fabius Quintilian, 35-95 AD
The black lava stone terraces of Mt. Etna, piece of the North in the middle of Sicily. The plain between Noto, Avola and Pachino, forced to continuously regain its fertility in an endless struggle with the African sun. Pantelleria, shining rock hidden between the water and the clouds, a prey to the winds of the sea. Lush hills, full of the Mediterranean Mother Goddess’ gifts.
Sicily has always been the land of agriculture, viticulture and wine. A tradition of millennia that formed a landscape in the interplay between Man and Nature. A wine and vine culture, established in many centuries and almost entirely destroyed in a few decades.
But it is still possible – in the cynical world that surrounds us and submits everything to the pursuit of profit – to remain independent and consistent. To practice traditional agriculture, in harmony with the environment, with the strength of one’s hands, without the use of chemicals. To allow the wine to come to life only from natural and indigenous yeasts. To produce natural wines with very low additions of sulfites or even making completely without them.
Independent men, who do not aim to create a famous label, but to make an excellent wine, continuing to respect nature, traditions and people.