"The air in Provence is impregnated with the aroma of garlic, which makes it very healthful to breathe ... "
"It was in France that I first learned about food ..."
Wine is sure proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.
I will not die an unlived life.... I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.
"I go to the country every day, the motifs are beautiful and so my day is spent more plesantly here than anywhere else..."
~(Letter from Paul Cezanne to his son. Aix en Provence, 22 September 1906) ...
star is ever lost we once have seen,
"Provence grants us a gleam of the Beautiful"
"There will be treasures to take away from this land..."
From it's herb-scented hills to its yacht-filled harbors, no other region of France fires the imagination as strongly as Provence. Provence is a region of varied natural beauty, with a wealth of history and art in its towns and picturesque villages.
It is one of the most rewarding -- and most visited -- parts of France. The vivid landscape and luminous light have inspired artists and writers from Van Gogh to Picasso, F. Scott Fitzgerald to Pagnol.
The borders of Provence are defined by nature: to the west, the Rhône; south, the Mediterranean; and north, where the olive trees end. To the east are the Alps and a border which has shifted over the centuries between France and Italy.
Within is a contrasting terrain of plummeting gorges, Camargue saltflats, lavender fields and sun-drenched beaches. In the 19th century, rich Europeans sought winter warmth on the Riviera; by the 1920's high society was in residence all year, and their elegant villas remain.
Past visitors have left their mark. In Orange and Arles, the buildings of Roman Provincia are still in use. Fortified villages like Eze were built to withstand the Saracen pirates who plagued the coast in the 6th century.
The warm sunlight nurtures intense flavors and colors. Peppers, garlic and olives transform a netful of Mediterranean fish into that vibrant epitome of Provençal cuisine, bouillabaisse.
The image of Provence bathed in sunshine is marred only when the bitter Mistral wind scours the land. It has shaped a people as hardy as the olive tree, yet quick to embrace life to the fullest the moment the sun returns.