The desire to return to a slower pace that we are no longer accustomed to… waking up in the morning with a smile because the birds are sweetly singing outside…

Reading in the shade a grand tree with the scents of roses, lavender and tigli flowers. Here you are, and so are the cicadas, droning the lazy rhythms of summer. Upstairs someone is lightly playing a melody on the ancient piano.

Coming from the pool you hear the splashing sounds of someone cooling off after a lively game of ping pong, and then, as evening slowly approaches, the candles are lit, the aperitivi arrive, and the aroma of the barbecue reaches your nose.

Such enjoyment… friends and family and good wine, under the open starry sky
When was the last time this happened? How much there is to remember … this is truly a magical place.