Zardetto
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Strolling unhurriedly through the vineyards I observe the silent life around me, listen to the song of spring buds and smile at the sun that softly caresses them drying the tears of morning dew and awaiting the soft breeze of sunset.
I pick the ripe September berries stealing from them the fresh flavours of my memories and lose myself, lose myself once again, in the colours and scents of this generous land.

I am grateful to this land that gave me life and stole my heart and to which I donate my Soul.

  - Fabio Zardetto