The measure in mere hectares are of little importance,
sometimes I wish there was only one, so me and Cesar,
could enjoy it’s fruits all for myself until there was no more,
sometimes. I wish there were a hundred, so I would have
wine in abundance for everyone.How I love my Corte
Sant’Alda! Like a tapestry it has taken shape over time in an
interweaving of the threads of nature’s weft and warpThis
Tapestry, somewhat ‘faded and incomplete, devoid of
boundaries and with few colours, took shape and slowly
there emerged a character with sharp edges and well
defined light and shade: I live in substance and in form.
So let us not speak of, or measure in hectares!
Not when there are vines, olive trees, cherry trees,
vegetable gardens and woodland; wild animals, foxes and
deer, our chickens, pigs, cows…
There is a house, a cellar and there is humanity;
men and women who, on a daily basis, share and strive
toward common goals, feelings andemotions.
A family evolving, each with their own space, their
expectations, each a different but distinct “color” that every
day, forms this wonderful tapestry, interwoven with the
green plants, the brown earth, the red wine, the blue sky…
BECAUSE THIS, TODAY, IS THE CORTE SANT’ALDA.