Punta San Vigilio

30/05/2026

30/05/2026

The door swings open on the weekend. How will you spend it?

28/05/2026

We still find new ways of viewing nature's sunset displays.

22/05/2026

Moments and memories

16/05/2026

Nature's window to peace.

13/05/2026

The Lake water holds views like memories.

11/05/2026

Many places serve espresso, very few have comparable view to compliment it.

09/05/2026

Some mornings are worth the journey.

Just ask ,

06/05/2026

In 1498, a Veronese humanist named Agostino Brenzoni came to this small point of land on Lake Garda looking for solitude and peace.

So he commissioned Michele Sanmicheli, one of the great architects of his age, to build him a villa where he could read, write, and think. Sanmicheli created a refuge and Brenzoni inscribed its entrance with his.

The entrance reads 'Sub umbra alarum tuarum', Under the shadow of your wings.
He filled the garden with statues and carved his own poems into the walls, poems written in praise of the quiet and contemplative life he had created on this corner of the Lake.

He found more than stillness, he found the love of his life, Flavia.
We know almost nothing about her except what Brenzoni enscribed.

That she once refused him a kiss with a smile, and gave it back to him in tears.
That his joy was born of her sadness, and his sadness of her joy.
That he could not stop thinking about her, and believed only death would cure him of it.

Whether she stayed or left, we don't know.

We do know Brenzoni did, he lived at San Vigilio for twenty-five years.
When he died, he asked to be buried in the small chapel beside the lake.
Two marble slabs in the chapel floor still mark the place.

Now, new love stories begin, flourish and triumph among the very same stones he left us.