The magic of nature
A waterfall upstream of the land and a path of plane trees downstream delimits the property.
Between these two points, a stable (1850), a greenhouse (1930), the house (19th c.) and the ruins of the forge are connected by flowering walks, mossy and wooded, which makes between granite, limestone, pebbles, stones and rocks, this place completely unique.
Water, everywhere in the form of a river, canals, springs and waterfalls gives a musical, purring and refreshing atmosphere that inspires and relaxes at the same time.
have updated forgotten walks, nooks and crannies, surrounded by trees with various species and lined with flowers.
Not to mention the presence of the great Douglas pine, ranked "Outstanding Tree" in France by the association A.R.B.R.E.S.,
a centennial tree that dominates the property.
In 2013, the old estate joined by the acquisition of the neighboring lands adds to what is described above two small houses, a lake
and a whole complex built and old system of collection of water runoff from the Montagne Noire by reservoirs of masonry, water channels, underground pipes and streams ...
- in particular the main access, a cobble stone road (XVIIIth) to the Forge - allows the course of the grounds and maintenance in the middle of wooded spaces
and beautifully landscaped lawns for thirty years.
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At the same time at altitude and at the bottom of a valley, subject to gradients, the ground has many areas very varied in terms of soil composition as well as exposure to light and its irrigation.
Nature and Man's Hand closely intertwined make up a remarkably diverse and homogeneous park.
The work, the thought, the love of the Man participate as much as wild fauna and flora seize it.
The water everywhere presents singularly each parcel of the park, whether of earth or granite rock.
Everything breathes, everything moves, everything is built and everything is eroded. Between life and death, movement.
opens its doors to the public twice a year for 2 annual national meetings: "Rendez-vous at the Garden" every first weekend of June for 6 years (first weekend of June) and Heritage Days - Sunday only.
Wild, half planted, what we find, all seasons:
• A collection of rhododendrons and azaleas: species and hybrids, spectacular flowering in May-June;
• Mosses, lichens and ferns in very large areas and varieties;
• Wild flowers in carpets: snowdrops, violets, periwinkles and cyclamen;
• Elements of Mediterranean gardens in places like palms and yuccas;
• Saint-Joseph lilies, seringa planted once, become wild again;
• Remarkable and ancient conifers such as Douglas pines, cedars;
• Many chestnut trees, oaks (white, green, Canada), magnolias, arbutus, maple trees;
• About thirty citrus trees (orange, lemon, buddha hands, yuzu) depending on the season in the orangery or outside;
fruit trees in lyre;
• A nursery of young shoots, cuttings, taken from existing vegetation and replanted here and there, as the seasons go by which succeed each other.
TEXT OF A VISITORWe enter this wild valley and laughing at once, lost garden, found, the field of La Forge. The high building, one foot in the torrent and head between the wooded hills, monitors its terraced gardens. At the back, the immense Douglas; before, in the distance, an old avenue of plane-trees eaten with azaleas and hydrangeas, witnesses of what was formerly; under the Ginkos already cyclamen; everywhere surprises: turf beach embraced by colorful flowerbeds; profusion of roses; citrus fruits in pots around the trough and the greenhouse; cascades can be seen through the bamboo, noisy, splashing, they throw themselves laughing in the reef cleverly restored on slopes recreated.
Marie-Isabelle de Sabran
A FORGE, ALWAYS.
For Laure and Charles.We went from the plain and the very slow canal to the first hills. We crossed the village with narrow streets, with all its books and two ravines. And then we arrived on the Causse from where the view goes, in winter, to the Pyrenees. We arrived on the Causse dry, flat, eaten viburnums, small oaks and meager boxwoods and there, we took on the right the path of dust without knowing, the first day, where nor how far it would lead us.
Pascal RiouPascal Riou, born July 6, 1954 in Aix-en-Provence, is a French writer and poet. For nearly ten years he was, alongside Marc Leymarios, the director of the collection D'une voix l'autre, promoting the writings of unknown authors of the public. He is now assistant director of the literary journal Conference. He is also a translator and his work is published by Cheyne Editions as well as Revue Conférence.