It’s a game and a challenge, it’s your moment for chasing rainbows, trying to reach your dreams, to make them real.
It’s forty-five days of never-ending waiting and hectic running, no sleep, no eating, you live with the grapes and for the grapes, measuring, smelling, tasting, thinking. Expanding your senses, trying to understand the soil, the sun, the ocean, the vineyards. You dream of having a thousand eyes, a thousand ears, billions and billions of taste buds and receptors to sense everything, to feel everything.

Thinking about the wine that will be, the wine that will travel the big world all by itself to tell your story, and the story of the small world where you live.
My great wine.
I’m not sure I will be able to make it this year, but I will try for sure.