Syria & Emanuel

The place

Piedmont

Vineyard hills crowned with castles in the Langhe, Turin’s Baroque palaces and a quiet lake with an island of its own.

October works here with a little planning.

The light

How the light falls there

In the Langhe the light comes in low across rows of vines that follow the shape of every hill, and on clear days the Alps line the horizon in white. Autumn mornings often begin in fog, with the hilltop villages floating above it, and at the end of the day the brick of the castles turns gold. Turin’s arcades give soft, even light in any weather; at Orta the sun goes down behind the hills across the lake, beyond the island.