TerritorY

The landscape of vallemarina, typical of the Fondi plain: vineyards, fruit trees, olive trees and much green with large pieces of cork oak. With the unification of Italy, Vallemarina becomes crossroads as a buffer zone between the Papal State and the Kingdom of Naples. The first to discover Vallemarina were the inhabitants of Amicle, city to the south-west was destroyed by Osci. A human settlement is reflected from objects found around Epitaph. which points out that the area was settled, by the Emperor Caesar, a colony of veterans guided by Mark Valerlo. Vallemarina is in the municipality of Monte San Biagio whose origins go back to the country's medieval, when, around the castle stronghold, before the Duke of Gaeta (867 - 906) and then of Fondi (934) , the border of Latium, originated several homes. On 20 December 1862 the City Council, decided to give the country name "MONTE SAN BIAGIO", in honor of the Patron Saint. The resolution was approved by Royal Decree on 18 January 1863.
Cultivation of vines
In December, happen to look here and there men in constant and frantic movement. They are the first works that are made to free the longest branches, so as to facilitate pruning. Occurs after the passonatura, using chestnut poles instead of cement, in vogue at the others vineyards of Italy. It recomposes the row with three types of iron threads every of which it has a precise assignment. They follow then the fertilizing and the zappatura. The time to loosen the rigors of the cold and here is the first miracle to the spring warmth. Every shoot reduced to stump, is dressed again as for enchantment of a delicate inflorescenze, soft as bambacia, emerald tones that contains the seeds of future branches. It begins in this moment the most delicate period and feared by the farmers, up to late July: the desperate struggle, to defend pampini and grapes in embryo, against illnesses and parasites. Finally the warm sun of August, she kisses the clusters, it is the last footstep toward the maturation, The crystalline transparency of the grapes, it assumes a coloration that changes, from the tones extending slim emerald to the jade, piercing in gilded amber, the September dews inflate of turgid sap. Finally the clusters become gold, divine fragrances, joyful songs for every angle of the valley; it is the time of the vintage that turns into a celebration of the people.