
Fredericksburg, Texas
The Place
Fredericksburg was settled by German immigrants in 1846, and the town still reads that way — a long Main Street of stone buildings, bakeries and tasting rooms, seven minutes from the estate.
This is the heart of Texas wine country. Peach stands open along the highways in summer. Wildflowers take the roadsides in spring. Thirty minutes north, Enchanted Rock rises out of the hills as a dome of pink granite, and the skies above it are dark enough to see the Milky Way.
It is a landscape that rewards slowing down. That is the whole idea.


The Estate
The villas sit apart from one another across five private acres of meadow. No two are built alike — a glass pavilion, a wave, a barrel vault, and a pair of gables turned to catch the evening.
Each keeps its own patio, its own hot tub and its own waterfall. Check yourself in with a smart lock. Deer come through the grass at dusk; monarchs pass in season.
What We Hold To
Luxury in the materials, the light and the quiet — never in excess.
The landscape isn't decoration around Zenova. It's part of the stay — the meadow, the light, the deer that cross at dusk.
Contemporary architecture in natural materials. Cedar, glass, stone and water, built to sit quietly in the land rather than on top of it.
Four separate villas, each with its own patio, hot tub and waterfall. No shared walls, no lobby, no one to walk past.