A Provencal view in January where the roof tops have been kissed by snow. There is the faintest of pink tinges to the winter sky this morning as I look out of the French doors on to the patio. I …

Preparing for Christmas, something I cherish, so resplendent with memories and nostalgia. Traditions and reminiscences of your own childhood when everything seemed magical and then the childhood of your children, when you tried to recreate that same magic for them. Follow …

How wonderful to have my son to myself for a whole week! ‘Buried’ together in the depths of the Luberon, as I introduced him to all that I hold dear about this beautiful spot. James is definitely a European, proud …

As we drove through the countryside yesterday surrounded by the beauty of the season and the drama of the landscape, I pondered how colour defines the time of year. Follow Shutters & Sunflowers

Oppède-le-Vieux, its narrow, broken, cobbled streets leading up to its 12th century, ruined ramparts. High on a rocky precipice over looking the lush Luberon valley far below, abundant with vineyards, olive groves and fruit orchards. This is a striking and …

What is it about the clocks changing that seem to totally change the atmosphere around twilight? Almost as if a touch of Christmas magic and anticipation has been sprinkled like fairy dust. Strolling around Lourmarin last night at dusk, the …