Under the imposing gaze of Etna, which rises majestically from the volcanic lands, the rustle of olive branches, the slight smell of wet grass, the echoes of the nearby river. With its canyons, its slow flow. In this fresco a little out of time stands the Azienda Agricola Cuntarati, a nice and cosy place of rest for the body and mind, in which the living room has the simple taste of a country walk, clean sheets in the morning, the warm bread at the table. A refuge for the soul that asks to get away from the bustle of the city.
