The first time I saw that strip of land on the hill I was dazzled: the colors of the sunset, the scent of the distant sea and the nearby forest, the whisper of the wind that constantly moves the leaves with their sweet rustling.

Those centuries-old trees that grow on little earth and a lot of rock sent me back to epic stories of the wisdom of heroes and the exploits of good giants.

My heart sank is what I felt.

..and from here Merins & the oil was born