Right in the south of Italy, along the Ionian and Adriatic seas, formerly it was a tree, before coming to run aground, facing the sea, on the white sand of Puglia

Driftwood, shipwrecked with a special charm, beaten by the waves, kneaded by salt water, sculpted by time, hides its sometimes distant origin

This soul of the mountains, requires a bit of preparation before giving free rein to our imagination...