Philosophy

As we say, “if a farmer’s luck is good, he will survive fifty harvests.” Our family has survived fifty harvests, and each harvest is a glimpse of our family through space and time. Our traditions are the harmony between the culmination of these glimpses over generations. Vintners’ first attempts to return to nature were fraught with failure, much like a child taking its first steps. Stumbling and falling were common. However, they kept on believing and learning the language of nature until a generation came that could speak it – the farmer’s mother tongue. My father has been teaching me this since childhood. Visiting the vineyard is like visiting a friend. I know what nature desires, and she knows what I wish for.