The things that make Poggio feel like home.

When we began bringing Poggio Posillipo back to life, much of our attention was on the buildings: their proportions, the materials, the way the two houses would speak to each other across the piazzetta.

What we cherish now is the life that happens between them.

Family and friends gathering. A meal that leaves room for conversation. The freedom to spend time together, or to find a quiet corner of your own. The changing light, from one side of the borgo to the other.

We wanted Poggio to be a place where those things could happen naturally. Somewhere thoughtfully cared for, without the care becoming the centre of attention.

The olive harvest is one of those occasions.

On October 31, we will gather family and friends for la brucatura. Last year, our trees gave us twenty-five litres of olive oil, about 6 gallons. A small harvest, but one that meant a great deal to us: something grown here, gathered together, and brought to the table.

We do not yet know what this year’s harvest will bring. The gathering itself is already something to look forward to.

Perhaps that is what we cherish most about Poggio: not simply the place we have restored, but the reasons it gives us to come together.