Infinite and infinitesimal, visible and invisible, it is everywhere. In the pupils that yearn towards the horizon, shrinking as they see the sunrise in the east or the sunset in the west, marking the end of a day dedicated to the vineyard. Love for the land and devotion to the soil: powerful, tangible ways to perceive space, nature’s ultimate poetic and artistic expression. It envelops and protects the terroir, the vineyard, the grower and every living thing. And it is here, in the Valle del Lupo, that this animal is the lord of his space, and has the power to endow the land it protects with fertility and abundance. It is here, in this place, that Corte del Lupo Bianco is born, a wine that grows in the immensity of the earth but is aged in small oak barrels.
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