Step into the old Provence of my childhood on a spring morning, when the air is still cool and fragrant. Underfoot, the dry earth releases thyme, marjoram, and wild lavender, their scents mingling with the freshness of dawn. Rocky retaining walls run across the hillside, guiding the eye through the scrubland and carrying the memory of ancient olive groves.
An old stone shepherd hut sits quietly among almond trees, the walls softened by woody vines and thick, twisted leaves. In early spring, the land comes briefly alive with delicate blooms, only to fade again under the fierce light of the approaching summer.
An old stone shepherd hut sits quietly among almond trees, the walls softened by woody vines and thick, twisted leaves. In early spring, the land comes briefly alive with delicate blooms, only to fade again under the fierce light of the approaching summer.
Part of the Old Provence collection, these designs are available for licencing.
