Il Borgo

Luigi Brega’s dream

Once upon a time, there was an ancient village and a young boy who grew up among its unpaved lanes and stone houses. There was a village surrounded by vineyards, home to farming families and people who were straightforward, genuine and deeply rooted in the land.

The boy loved his village, his mother’s village.

He knew every corner of the great courtyard by heart, where people danced under the summer sky on August evenings; the haylofts; the old inn, where a glass of wine could make you forget the weariness of working the land.

As the decades passed, the village slowly emptied.

The boy, too, had to leave. But when he did, he carried a promise in his heart: one day, he would return and bring his village back to life.

Sometimes, roots can become wings.

And today, that dream is more alive than ever.