We are often asked what exactly Permaculture is. We believe it is essentially a philosophy. This video is the scientific proof it is actually much more. Permaculture rest in everyone genes, we are not small compared to the Universe, we are BIG because we ARE the Universe. It is this secular connectivity between Humans and the Universe that makes our love and respect for Nature superior to the economic law of profit. Accordingly to profit law, agriculture should take place only where the production costs are cheaper and from there exported worldwide. Therefore our losses should force us to unwind agriculture. But can we stop loving our Earth, make it greener everywhere, looking after our eco-system and pass such love from father to son, regardless? We cannot and we do not know why, because it is in our genes. Rather on the contrary, when we meet our guests, we strenght such connectivity and feel what money cannot buy: we feel the Universe in us. Enjoy the video.
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For the blogfellars who did not have the chance to join us at the Sicilian event, here is the chance to join the festive experience when Nature meets people in harmony. This is not just food, this is people meeting goals, sharing achievements, enjoy a different way of living and inviting as many as possible to celebrate with them. Do watch, do taste, do smell, do touch, do it yourself, cheers!
A new website for the new year
We are celebrating 2012 with the first of a series of suprises for our followers. We have a brand new site from where you can easily book your holiday, arrange excursions, taste our products and much more. Regardless the Debtocracy we live in, in our opinion Nature rules all. Nature was, is and will be always on the side of People, this is our Democracy and this is to whom we open our doors. Etna vulcano is currently well fired up to impress our guests with its chimney during the day, and the fireworks at night. Subscribe to receive the very first news of the upcoming 2012 events. And do remember, you are always welcome here.
Getting ready for New Year’s eve Party
Primo Brussels
Prickly pears’ season
Yes, handle them carefully, they are all covered of micro stings and need to be picked up with gloves! Wash them in a bowl with plenty of floating water and peel them with forks and knives. If you do not know where to find them come to visit us, we might do the hard job for you! Oh here I give you a tip: collect them after the first rain fall post August and they.ll be juicy!
Happy birthday to this blog!
One year has passed by and it is amazing to see the differences across the four seasons through the pictures of this blog. Every season has its own beauty if we just have the time to sit down to a large stone in the countryside and listen. Here my personal flashes of what I see at Primo Passo, month by month. I start from May because this is how we gentlemen farmers count in the calendar:
May BLOSSOMS, plenty of. June CAPERS, no doubt that once salted they are my Summer companions in the kitchen for next 360days. July, GOLDEN WHEATFIELD, when you think how many in this World still starve and kill for a loaf of bread, that field is both a God miracle and testimony of our human misery. August SEAURCINS, this month is to cooling off in deep water, feeding us and friends with such favourite fruits from Mother Sea. September HAIRCUT, yes, pruning the trees to tide them up in anticipation of Winter. October OLIVES, hand picking the just riped olives, squeezing one to breeth the will-be oil. November BABYWHEAT FIELD, the same field has changed colours gold-brown-green in just 3months, amusing. December CHRISTMAS BALLS, orange trees dressed to celebrate like we humans do; while elsewhere is all white in snow, here is orange and green. January PLASTIC FRUITCASES, of any colour, piled up in the plantations and in the open trucks that fill the roads of Sicily to distribute them in who-knows final destinations. February WHITE CLOTHES, the religious dresses of Saint Agatha celebration on the 5th, lasting 3 days and nights. You have got to see with your eyes, it is a feast for your soul, but not for your body. March HONEYBEES out, as soon as they perceive the scent of the first wild flowers they go hunting; it is their vital instinct and we appreciate it a lot, don’t we? April ZAGARA, such a beautiful view, such a stoning scent spreading from the country into every town.
Now if you have read all of the above, you will probably have the patience to listen to this interview as well.
Nuclear is renewable, not Green
The picture here shows the rotten connection point of a perspective 5MWp solar farm, another Primo Passo project currently halted by the latest unprecedent Italian regulation restrictions on Green energies. It is meantime with the utmost sorrow that we write this post. A whole nation is in danger, Japan, and yet it is not Mother Nature but human forces that scare us the most. Whenever we pretend to dominate Nature, we exposed ourselves and our future generations to greater risks. If we escape a nuclear disaster, we should call ourselves blessed, not brave. On the same days a wild debate on nuclear prolification is spreading the Countries. Pro Nuclear activists claim the need of National independency from other oil rich yet belligerant Countries. Nuclear power as renewable energy to provide wellness to people, is actually threatening a whole Country for the years to come. On the very same days, Italian government has drastically downsized its incentives to Solar energy plants, claiming the energy bill would otherwise escalate too much at the expenses of its citizens. This is absolute blind madness. We are casting our vote to death sentence to our Planet Earth. We are deciding to proliferate nuclear sites across the Globe as if Natural disasters are predictable in time and magnitude, hence Nuclear disasters avoidable. We are also not considering to account for the radioactive waste stocking costs, damage and contaminations. There is even more. Nuclear plants are highly expensive and concentrated in the hands of few; as they favour a few, a few can return large favours. On the contrary, harmless solar energy farms, which do not even create magnetic radiations, would be spread over a moltitude of people. If government incentives favour everyone a little, no big favours can be expected to our politicians in rewards.
This is a message in a bottle, I do send an SOS to the World. Let raise our voice loud and say NO to Nuclear, YES to Solar. At any economic costs, but not at our own future generation cost. Not again please, in the memories of who suffered and will suffer from radioactive contamination to save our lives. Comments welcome.
Spring is in the air, honeybees as well.


Last weekend a new scenary came at our premises and left us speachless. Spring is not something you can check on your calendar. Spring is neither coming on the equinox nor after Carneval and before Easter. Spring come when our landscape change colours, when our honey bees fly hecticly above our head to feed their baby with fresh flower juice. Spring is what we see, not what we count. And Spring is in the air… so many pictures we could possibly use to describe these and more will come. For now, for the ones of you who have been following this blog across the month we selected this picture… the same pictures used at the article ‘Christmas at Primo Passo premises’. What was brown by then is now dark green. The Etna vulcano still benevolent protecting the harvest and the hives. From these very unspoiled hives our bees will stock enough orange blossom honey for our pleasure across the next year. We could tell you that since we stopped using sugar (chemically bleached, in case you do not know) and used honey on our cappuccino’, we never soffer of winter cold or worst fever. But instead we just tell you this simple anecdote: a friend of us came enthusiastically proclaming the wonders of the lastest parfum, A***** C**E, she said it is made of orange blossom and cost €35 per 250ml. We sympathetically smiled and invited her to come back in few months… for free.
Cracking the dawn part II
And there is a different way to crack the dawn that happens once a year on the 4th of February in the City of Catania. It deserves no comments and for once, only the italian lyrics of the song that carries this three day long mystic experience between our Beloved and Her citizens, while shouting till no voice is left: Cittadini, tutti devoti tutti? And we waive back “cettu, cettu”.
“Inneggiamo alla, martire invitta Rifulgente di luce divina Inneggiamo alla grande Eroina Presso l’ara cosparsa di fior Anelante di palpiti sacri Si diffonda la gioia nel cielo Ed all’ombra del mistico velo Sorga l’inno festoso dei cuor.
Rit. Tu che splendi in Paradiso
Coronata di vittoria
o Sant’Agata la gloria
Per noi prega di lassu’.
Esultante nei duri tormenti
Luminosa nel carcere oscuro
Ella affronta con animo puro
Le minacce d’un uomo crudel.
Non ascolta le vane lusinghe
Le promesse d’un sogno radioso
Vince il fuoco e del cielo armonioso
L’innamora l’eterno splendor. Rit.
Per i secoli vola il suo nome
E risuona pei monti e sul mare
Circonfuso di sole l’altare
Il Suo Corpo conserva fedel.
Sul leviam cittadini l’evviva
Al valor centenario, possente
Di colei che pregava morente
Il Signor della vita immortal. Rit.








