Canedo is now a dream that can be seen with your own eyes, embraced with the palate and lodges indelibly in your memory.

The person who chose this place of yesteryear took root in a privilege and the person who built this house had to be a dreamer, someone smitten by these lands and gullies sheltered by the hills to protect their exuberance.

Two men dreamed up this mansion: the one who built it almost three centuries ago and the one who dreamed of it again once it had become neglected as he understood that these walls were meant to be restored and its land was waiting to be worked once again.

The person who built this large house, this noble and classicist palace, did so thinking of centuries. He was truly dedicated. He built the structure with the solidity of well set stone, he armed its floors with sturdy chestnut beams, filled the interior with spaciousness and warmth.

This great house had a noble soul and insides bursting with zeal and bustle. It was dignity in the form of a wall of the Estate of Canedo.