Growing from one generation to another, from father to son, mother to daughter, all with their hands, their special knowledge, their love of perfection. Simple gestures, repeated over again every year, always the same, yet always different according to the weather, right up to the precious, long-awaited moment of the harvest. The grapes in the vat, subject to the sense of smell, the careful eye, the taste, the professional knowledge of the artists who make wine as they would a child.