“The fortress of the Duke”. That is what I used to say every time I was walking under the walls of the Castle of the Duke, in Casteldaccia, a little village located near Palermo, in Sicily. Unfortunately the building today is closed to the visitors, but centuries ago the Castle was the proof of the true life of the Court. My eyes reflect always the view of that wonderful garden where the Duke used to relax and forget the problems of everyday’s life.
Once inside the arch, also the main entrance, I leave behind my body, and my emotions seem to hide my rancor to the events that characterized my life. The garden is not too far away from me, and during those few steps everything has a peaceful sensation. I can see the Court life and watching the garden the time seems to stop. A big Avocado tree shows the sensational beauty of the garden, and its imposing mass tells me that the ‘Big Hermit Tree” feels its old age. Balconies are hidden from the growth of the ivy and leaves that cover the paths.
From the broken windows that get inside the Castle I can see the magnificence of the fresco walls (affreschi) that go back to the seventeenth century. The Duke’s garden is surrounded by the three centuries old building, and its architectonic beauty. It is a mystic and quiet place, green and silent.