The Clos de Maussanne

Going along the way, when you see the horizon underlined by endless rows of vines, you know that you are approaching the Clos de Maussanne. From the pathway, lined with Mediterranean scents, you can make out the old building : modestly sheltered behind two large plane trees, it dresses itself like a rock that has endured the long passage of time.

By the porch, watched over by a clock, you enter into this ancient monastery, opening through the big doors set off in white. Even silence becomes a whisper. Like the ancient aethyr, silence pervades the entire space, and captures the echo of your steps. Then, you become one with the place.

Partage sur Facebook
Partage sur Twitter
Partage Google Plus