When one thinks of Provence, a visual wonder of enchanting spectacles fills the mind. Over the years I’ve tried to capture their simple magic to remember when I’m far away.
Sharing them with you now the words of Frederic Mistral, the esteemed Provence poet and 1904 Nobel prize winner for literature come to mind:
“When the Good Lord begins to doubt the world,
he remembers that he created Provence.”
When I begin to doubt the world I remember I’ll soon be returning to this captivating place, this place called Provence……
& (mais bien sûr)
in the summer carpeted with ‘the blue gold of Provence.’
Tree lined Avenues
leading to lush vineyards,
stunning wine domains each offering their own unique taste of the terroir,
for what could be Provencal than a pale, crisp glass of rosé?
Splendid Provencal cities
with majestic squares and gurgling fountains
perfect for dining el fresco, one of the greatest joys of life in Provence.
Meandering cobbled streets
flanked by golden, limestone buildings with brightly shuttered windows.
A vibrant Roman heritage & centuries of rich history
2000 year old viaducts
Mystical hilltop villages perchés
& enchanting villages
their clay-tiled roof tops guarding the secrets of a bygone era.
Entrancing & beguiling, begging to be explored,
along cobbled streets by ancient doorways.
Weekly Provencal markets
Overflowing with local gifts to fill your basket
and goats cheese,
specialities of Provence, all too tempting to resist.
Indeed a vast array of all things délicieux
So many favorite things from Provence
it’s hard to choose……
but perhaps what I love the most is its gentle tranquility, its peace, where just ‘to be’ is enough……….
Maybe you know somewhere that makes you feel like this, I’d love to know!