Notre Bastide of stones, nested on the first foothills of the massif of small Moors waits for you.

The serenity, the peace and the rest are the bosses words of places in the heart of the Provençal scrublands, the olive trees, in the smells of lavender, of thym and rosemary.

We wait for you for an idleness at the edge of the big swimming pool under the sky of our rib(coast) of