Description

“White-hot noon passes below the trees of Calabria and freezes any impetus in place. Its green ray pierces through the leaves of the bitter orange trees, makes the limes glisten and their rinds sweat. Off the coast, the Greek, Moorish and crusading sails; off the coast, the warm rains wand the centuries’ tempest. Through the reed fences, behind the louvers, summer is fuming over never being able to awaken the sleepers.” – a note from the brand.