Nature house in Canzo

Canzo does not possess resounding lake crossings or resounding postcard views. It is a hamlet just beyond the plane that grows up the mountain by winding tongues of small quiet streets, where you cross rare and silent inhabitants and can hear their distant footsteps. A twisted road rises following the course of the water, then narrows into a small valley. A stone bridge over a stream. A dirt stretch through the trees, a wrought-iron gate.

Then, 'across the river and through the trees,' a short descent of steps through the pines. Here, born of polished rock and hollowed out by water, you will find a small, romantic villa derived from an old 17th-century mill. Two elegant rooms on three levels and a unique setting: the essence of the forest and the sound of cascading water.