Three hundred years ago, a farmer who fled here knelt down on a dry land.
He dug his hands into the dirt and shed tears.
Then, a miracle happened.
This story is not about miracles.
It is to tell about those people who still struggled in the dirt for three hundred years after the miracle.
It is to tell the story of those generations who were depressed at purchase prices, had their winemaking rights taken away, and were scornfully called "mud-legged".
It's also about telling—the light that shines through the cracks.
Concept: The light that shines through the cracks