Mansion

Property Description

If Pagnol had told the story of this house, it would have been with a knowing smile, a lilting accent, and that particular tenderness for well-crafted things and stones steeped in history.

This is more than a house. It has a soul. One of those homes that are no longer built, that appear unexpectedly, like a well-kept secret.

It has true character – not only in legal deeds, but in spirit. Restored with care and respect, it has not been transformed but rather revealed, almost cherished, and given back its joy for life.

Inside, the atmosphere speaks for itself. Ancient terracotta tiles, polished by time and generations, form the floor. A noble wooden staircase rises in silence, a presence in its own right.

The living room is anchored by a traditional fireplace, one that whispers secrets of winter evenings past. It is now fitted with a modern insert that purrs softly, adding comfort without betraying the spirit of the place.
The dining room is vast, echoing with imagined laughter, clinking glasses and generous meals. For simpler days, the open kitchen offers warmth and welcome, as if it has always known the rhythm of simmering pots.
A ground-floor bedroom with its own shower room and Wc lies level with the garden—practical, and a gentle companion to summer nights too sweet to leave.

Upstairs, the landing opens like an embrace. To one side, a wide, elegant corridor leads to a bedroom with a hint of bourgeois charm its tender green wallpaper whispers confidences from another century. It too has its own shower room and Wc, offering peace and privacy.

Opposite lies the master bedroom, where light storms in like a queen, without knocking, flooding the parquet with golden touches. A discreet shower and basin hide behind a curtain, while an antique door conceals the toilets.

At the end of the corridor, a final corner room offers three windows, each framing a different view: dawn, the southern breeze, the deepening shadows of evening.

Around it all, four hectares unfold. Majestic trees, a meadow sloping gently, and, placed like a tranquil mirage, a swimming pool—set at just the right distance, neither too near nor too far, inviting peaceful swims in silence and sky.

And there are the ruins too: the remains of an old winery, still standing as if to keep watch. Their presence carries both stature and memory, echoing with voices of the past when grapes became wine and the walls breathed the rhythm of the seasons.

Finally, the pigeonnier—100 m² awaiting transformation. Its roof and timber frame have just been restored, its windows renewed with craftsmanship, leaving only the interiors to be imagined. A gift for welcoming guests, or for creating a guesthouse.

Here is a house that has forgotten nothing—neither its past nor the comfort of those who live within it. A place to inhabit, to celebrate, perhaps even to grow old in. A house that awaits its new owner with loving arms.