There’s a particular kind of silence in Tuscany. The kind that doesn’t ask for your attention; it just gently takes it. It was my first trip to Italy, a long-awaited escape with my best friend. We had planned for the classics—Milan, Florence, Cinque Terre—but nothing quite prepared me for what I would feel in the little town of Greve in Chianti, nestled inside a secluded agriturismo called Terre di Baccio.