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End of hemmed long ways silver plated olive-trees, the country house with simple and quiet happiness.

"The wealth of the farmer in Provence: the number of olive-trees on these lands."

Over time poppies spread out in the Provençal country. They get involved without concession in all the surrounding essences.

"Bursting red points which dance or wave according to the wind and lie down in front of mistral. "

The Provençal creek, the feet in the water for the fishing trip or the unforgettable bathings.
"These places become rare and too much appreciated on our Mediterranean Sea, the back season is more convenient to their discovery."

Olive-tree of Provence decorates the blank with the hills, defies the wind, the seasons, the time which passes. Its full rustic fruit bitterness restores so many savours and smoothness.

"In Provence as somewhere else, it is necessary to remind itself that the black olive, it is the green olive which is walls up."

At shade of the treille, at the suspended hours, we enjoy between friends of the delights without similar.

"The straw hat, the "capéou" in Provençal, is indispensable for flanner or make in fields. Warning in the sun which fills"

A ray of sunshine manages to sneak in the narrow alleys to come to illuminate the flowery front door of this attractive Provençal house.

"More streets are narrow more they keep the freshness the summer and protect from the wind the winter."

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."

At the end of summer, under thick foliations, let us crunch the grape very gorged with sugar and burning sun.

"It is the long-awaited moment by the wine grower of Provence: the hour of the grape harvests. Suddenly the countryside starts again living"

In the breath of the mistral, the cart is ready, the picking of olives can begin.

"Under the influence of the wind so changeable, the reflections of the olive trees's leaves give life in Provence."

Feet in the water on a beach of Côte d'Azur, in the dream mas, in the peaceful place, happiness under eyes.

"We imagine ourselves in these creeks of secret and magic islands: Porquerolles, Port-Cros, Ile du Levant..."

The mauve trainées of the lavender crosses the Provençal countryside at this summer beginning.
" In July begin the first cuttings of lavender, it can last until in the middle of August. "

Moments of freshness on the terrace decorated with flowers, voucher sides of the Provençal life.
"An indispensable vegetation to frequent the terrace under the burning sun."

The wall in visible stones accumulates the freshness at night and restores it during the day. Plants and climbing flowers adore taking advantage of this benevolence.

"During the day a walk along these old stone walls alternates, following the exposure, sensations of warmth then cold."

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."

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."

In a quiet and bluish water, a fantastic view over boats anchored in the natural handle which shelters the port.

"Away from the entrance of the port, by quiet weather, this providential shelter offers in sailor a refuge for night."

In front of attractive Provençal houses, boats of fishing and sailing alongside the quay in the port of Cassis.

"At the end of "Calanques", a place produce of you and of relaxation, in an atmosphere of village, near Marseille."

Only Small Size

Under the arch of the porch, in these alley so flowery, it well makes walk under the beautiful Provençal sun.
"Each maintenance its small space to create the most good-looking possible commonplace: the alley. "

In the bend of an alley hides the inn of quite the flavours of south. It is necessary to pick up it.
"It is in these hidden places discovered by chance that we have the best culinary surprises."

Often the iris surligne the typically Provençal path of cypress of our wild gardens.
"The cypress from his part protects the iris of the mistral, but also all the plantations situated between these hedges."