Our little tower, once part of a lookout system on the border territory between the warring Guelphs and Ghibellines, was here before Dante. Around it, in some of the loveliest countryside in Umbria, grew the house: room after room added over the centuries. By the end of World War II it housed four ‘hearths’ or extended families: some fifty people and their livestock.
Today the old farm is a charming country house, set around a plant-filled atrium. It is rich in unexpected corners for seclusion and quiet, even when filled to capacity or when children are running about. It is nevertheless not too rambling for small groups and couples. We have had a number of honeymoon couples. There are discounts for small parties.
Within its thick stone walls are beamed ceilings, terracotta floors and fireplaces. The rooms, full of pictures, books and music, were not furnished as a holiday home but for the owners themselves, a foreign correspondent and an art historian. The windows open onto beautiful views of the gardens, the hills and the fields around.
There is a grand piano, a guitar, a croquet set, and quantities of toys, games and reading for children. A flagstone courtyard filled with flowers and herbs leads from the kitchen to an outside tree-shaded table. Beyond this area, in a clearing at the end of the garden, is a gated swimming pool with a little waterfall.