The land

The land means toil. Being able to wait.
Sometimes the force of the clouds
sweeps all before it and the wait lengthens.
But the land will repay you. The land is life.
The land will never let you down.

The cellar

My bottles contain a life lived for the land
and in every wine is another story.
Friulano is identity, Ribolla Gialla history,
Malvasia generosity
and Sauvignon whimsy.


Corte Marie


Time stands still in the Mummelhaus.
The creaking of the oors bids you enter,
inviting you to linger a while.