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A ballad on very frequented Cap d' Agde's port. Inside marina pleasure boats adjoin terraces brightened up.

"Farther the beach then the cliff of Deux frères."

The sun disappears slowly behind the church bell tower Notre-Dame-des-Anges. The bay of Collioure falls asleep peacefully.

"This tourist Mecca of the Vermeille coast is also renowned for these anchovies and its Banyuls."

In spring in rocky ways in the middle of olive trees, the nature adorns itself with a multitude of flowers which decorate subtly fields.

"It is more that a walk, it is the discovery in the rich and varied flora which abounds and perfumes."

In a heat haze poppies drill the ground to come to contrast with the green and the silver of the leaves of olive trees.

"At the foot of these hundred-year-old trees the Mediterranean vegetation takes advantage of the quite particular attention carried in olive trees."

Away from the ant-hill of Saint-Tropez the summer, between the Cap and the beach of Salins, imagine a paradisiac creek to cast anchor for night.

"Attention this situation remains very hypothetical because the regulations are rather drastic in these spaces to be immediately protected."

Often perched on a headland, the ancient country-house dominates the lands of the domain. As far as the eye can see, under surveillance, fields of wheat and lavenders.

"Not far from the building the threshing floor of the wheat which was dried then stored and preserved in the attic."

Small quiet creek in the shade of a pine with staircases on the sea for small dream house. Sea deep blue, guaranteed sun.

"Easier to reach by the sea where by the earth in these sheltered and secret places."

The Haute-Provence possesses a poor and calcareous ground adapted well to this need to suffer that wait for the lavender. Hives and bees accompany the decoration. An attractive village at the end of the regular lines.

"A dry landscape where the ground is white, cheered up by the brightness of the lavender and the brooms. Rigorous clear sky."

Between two dunes on the Catalan coast of Roussillon two boats wait to be launched for a ballad in the Mediterranean Sea.

"Between Port Vendres and the Sainte-Maries runs dunes shaped by the wind."

Maritime pines hung on the cliff limestone in overhang of a turquoise blue sea where cast anchor the white sailboats.

"Between Cassis and Marseille you can cast anchor every evening of the week in a different creek without having seen everything."

In the plain, in border of fields of lavenders a row of olive trees aligned north side and cleanly maintained.

"Both cultures does not annoy. On the contrary she asks for attention and for maintenance in different periods."

The Camargue is considered as these landscapes, these bulls, its nature reserve but also as these sunsets.

"Far off a village! Maybe saints-Marie or Aigues-Morte."

The small Catalan port of Collioure on the Vermeille coast is the Mecca of the fishing of the anchovy in the net and its preparation in salt meat.

"Collioure inspired the biggest painters as Matisse or Derain."

Between little cottage, poppies of a lively red on a sea of a deep blue. Contrast and assured disorientation.

"Some of these places arranged by the hand of the man are accessible only on foot or by the sea."

Buds in flowers, very green and soft herb, the spring settles down quietly on this bay in the heart of the Mediterranean Sea.

"In these spring periods the air is cooler, but the water also. No bathing, but beautiful walks in perspective."

A boat in front of the hut of the herdsman with in bottom the village of Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer. Pilgrimage of the gypsies in May and the tourists the summer.

"At the heart of the Camargue it is the most vast second municipality of France behind Arles its neighbor."

A small hamlet full of charm in the Provençal Drôme and always of areas of lavenders to color the painting.

"The majesty of the Mount Ventoux to the four winds the benevolence of which dominates the landscape."

Horses of the Camargue at a gallop in this wonderful area where it live free when it are not used for the work.

"The Camargue is the exact name of the race of these small horses which we find around all the herds of bulls."

Yellow and pink dress, matched cape the matador tests the bull during the first one thirdly in the still dumb arena.

"In the entry of the bull the public keeps silent. Only the noise of hoofs, the breath of the animal and the rustle of the cape tear the felted atmosphere."

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The sand of the hard-packed surface, lifted by the bull and the matador, colors the arena of a blazing red.

"In the course of master passes, in a hot atmosphere, the bullfight gathers the spectators and the actors in an exciting anxiety."

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