The villa is nestled in the Var hinterland, somewhere between the Maures plain and the Gulf of Saint-Tropez, not far from the Verdon or the Mediterranean: rosé vineyards, olive groves, lavender fields, the scent of figs, “secret passages, black paths (that) trace the memory of a pedestrian France, the network of an ancient peasant country *” but also mining, with open-air quarries and railway lines transformed into a friendly network of cycle paths.

These Provençal lands, a natural museum where the curious can discover the traces left by the Romans, the Templars and other Cistercian monks, are a prudish country that reveals its secrets only to those who take things slowly.

* Sylvain Tesson « Sur Les Chemins Noirs »