Darling Wine Farm
Cresting the fynbos ridge like a low white vessel grown from the earth itself, the wine cellar and tasting room opens its rooftop deck to the sky, a living roof of wild grasses spilling softly over the edge, while the silver waves of Swartland vines rolling out forever until they meet the distant, timeless silhouette of Table Mountain rising beneath the vast, breathing light of the Cape.
