First generation farmers
Cascina Belmonte was born in the early 2000s run by my mom Laura. I (Enrico) have undertake few years later during University this adventure. I like to think I am a novice, a first generation farmer. It seems a spatial thing, new, broadcasting a tremendously modern feel. And modern wants to be our way of cultivating the fields, leaving the productivistic appearance in favor of an ecological approach to land conservation.
First generation farmers
Cascina Belmonte was born in the early 2000s run by my mom Laura. I (Enrico) have undertake few years later during University this adventure. I like to think I am a novice, a first generation farmer. It seems a spatial thing, new, broadcasting a tremendously modern feel. And modern wants to be our way of cultivating the fields, leaving the productivistic appearance in favor of an ecological approach to land conservation.
At Cascina Belmonte we grow many different vine varieties from which we make five different wines. These wines enable us to maintain and improve the 20 hectares of the estate. Six hectares are vineyards. Twelve types of grapes; seven red grape and five white grape varieties. We produce about 20,000 bottles of wine, a few bottles more of D’UVA and thousands of Bag in Box.
These products are the means, the livelihood, to maintain and improve the land we care for. In the next few years we will be venturing into unexplored territory in search of natural wine and a way of better meeting the community’s needs.
I interpret these needs, in a mono-chrome vision, as green areas rich in biodiversity: hedges for hungry eyes to run over, a table “al fresco” decked out with local produce and nocturnal feasts to celebrate the spring. The idea is that afterwards, part of the urban chaos will come to the countryside and part of nature’s peacefulness will travel to the city in the form of bottles of wine.
Our goal is to create an encounter between man and nature, between environment and industry.
A union that produces clean fruit and wine, in an unspoiled environment, and a salary for those involved in this joint venture.
From a letter from our father Vittorio,
who, along with our Made Laura, has cultivated for years the “Muscoline” dream. Not a geographical place made of matter and things, but the place of the heart, a way of life made of dreams and emotions.
My dear Enrico and Mario
……the ancient forest was dense in fragrances, richly coloured by autumn, and I walked under a rain of leaves not hearing anything by my steps. All of a sudden I had lost my notion of time and decided to remain there awaiting new springs bringing lilies and primroses. I often sat under that same old oak, enjoying intense and new emotions, but the gently rolling hills invited me to restore what man had taken away: the green mantle of the meadows, the nests among the leaves and the unending rows of vines and so I imagined my woodlands immersed in a sea of vineyards where the gently swaying trees merged with the colourful grapes in their bowers. Emotion became reality and I entrust the story to your hands and heart, from the first fantastic moment I left the city and discovered this place where you will go on producing the wine, fruit of a truly emotional moment, that witnesses a story started by pure chance and which I hope will continue throughout all the coming seasons.
Muscoline 8-12-2005
From a letter from our father Vittorio
who, along with our Made Laura, has cultivated for years the “Muscoline” dream. Not a geographical place made of matter and things, but the place of the heart, a way of life made of dreams and emotions.
My dear Enrico and Mario
……the ancient forest was dense in fragrances, richly coloured by autumn, and I walked under a rain of leaves not hearing anything by my steps. All of a sudden I had lost my notion of time and decided to remain there awaiting new springs bringing lilies and primroses. I often sat under that same old oak, enjoying intense and new emotions, but the gently rolling hills invited me to restore what man had taken away: the green mantle of the meadows, the nests among the leaves and the unending rows of vines and so I imagined my woodlands immersed in a sea of vineyards where the gently swaying trees merged with the colourful grapes in their bowers. Emotion became reality and I entrust the story to your hands and heart, from the first fantastic moment I left the city and discovered this place where you will go on producing the wine, fruit of a truly emotional moment, that witnesses a story started by pure chance and which I hope will continue throughout all the coming seasons.
Muscoline 8-12-2005
Hello, I'm Enrico...
I’m in love with the country and the idea of an agriculture that is repeated endlessly in seasons and cycles, hypostasis of the concept of sustainability, ever valid metaphor for life and his times.
I did classical studies and then agricultural technologies in Padua, ecological agriculture in Copenhagen and environmental management systems in Brescia. I returned from Denmark with many suggestions and the dream of achieving a contemporary and innovative agricultural project.
